A Selection from the Great English Poets: With an Essay on the Reading of PoetryA.C. McClurg, 1905 - 576 páginas |
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... doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight . I may not evermore acknowledge thee , Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame , Nor thou with public kindness honour me , Unless thou take that honour from thy name : But do not so ; I ...
... doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight . I may not evermore acknowledge thee , Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame , Nor thou with public kindness honour me , Unless thou take that honour from thy name : But do not so ; I ...
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... doth she abuse me , Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her . If I lose thee , my loss is my love's gain , And losing her , my friend hath found that loss ; Both find each other , and I lose both twain , And both for my sake lay ...
... doth she abuse me , Suffering my friend for my sake to approve her . If I lose thee , my loss is my love's gain , And losing her , my friend hath found that loss ; Both find each other , and I lose both twain , And both for my sake lay ...
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... doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair , but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live . The canker - blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumèd tincture of ...
... doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! The rose looks fair , but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live . The canker - blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumèd tincture of ...
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... doth my rest defeat , To play the watchman ever for thy sake : For thee watch I whilst thou doth wake elsewhere From me far off , with others all too near . LXII SIN of self - love possesseth all mine eye And all my soul and all my ...
... doth my rest defeat , To play the watchman ever for thy sake : For thee watch I whilst thou doth wake elsewhere From me far off , with others all too near . LXII SIN of self - love possesseth all mine eye And all my soul and all my ...
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... doth Nature store , To show false Art what beauty was of yore . LXIX THOSE parts of thee that the world's eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend ; All tongues , the voice of souls , give thee that due , Uttering ...
... doth Nature store , To show false Art what beauty was of yore . LXIX THOSE parts of thee that the world's eye doth view Want nothing that the thought of hearts can mend ; All tongues , the voice of souls , give thee that due , Uttering ...
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Termos e frases comuns
AE fond kiss Annabel Lee auld auld lang syne beauty bells beneath bird blow breast breath bright brow clouds County Guy Cutty-sark dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eternal eyes fair fear feel flowers frae glory golden green hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hour kiss Lady of Shalott light live look look'd loud love's Lycidas Matthew Arnold mighty heart mind moon morn ne'er never night o'er pale passion Passionate Pilgrim pleasure poem poet poetic poetry praise rose round seem'd shadow shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sonnets sorrow soul sound spirit stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought thro Tintern Abbey truth Ulalume voice waves weary weep wild wind wings wooing o't Wordsworth youth
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Página 293 - Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain ; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Página 7 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Página 150 - There was a sound of revelry by night. And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her beauty and her chivalry ; and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men : A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again ; And all went merry as a marriage-bell, But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell.
Página 109 - Haunted for ever by the eternal Mind, — • Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave; Thou, over whom thy Immortality Broods like the day, a master o'er a slave, A Presence which is not to be put by; Thou little child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with...
Página 351 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core ; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore ! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
Página 348 - tapping at my chamber door Only this and nothing more.' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease...
Página 111 - Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Página 348 - For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE : And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea — In her tomb by the sounding sea.
Página 191 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ! Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Página 565 - Requiem Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.