Lyric Love: An AnthologyWilliam Watson Macmillan and Company, 1892 - 238 páginas |
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... never have seen a real woman in his life . He carries hyperbole — a vice which only great style can redeem- to intolerable lengths , and demonstrates in every page how thin are the partitions between extravagance and insipidity . If he ...
... never have seen a real woman in his life . He carries hyperbole — a vice which only great style can redeem- to intolerable lengths , and demonstrates in every page how thin are the partitions between extravagance and insipidity . If he ...
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... never be repeated . Whatever we may think of the lost cause in which Charles suffered , the sentiment of romantic personal loyalty which it evoked was cer- tainly auspicious for the Muse . This picturesque and lofty figure , ennobled ...
... never be repeated . Whatever we may think of the lost cause in which Charles suffered , the sentiment of romantic personal loyalty which it evoked was cer- tainly auspicious for the Muse . This picturesque and lofty figure , ennobled ...
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... never drank of Aganippe well " 39 Sir Philip Sidney 169 Richard Crashaw CXLVII " To thy lover ' CXLVIII To Electra ( " I dare not ask a kiss " ) CXLIX " Echo , daughter of the air • 170 Robert Herrick 170 Samuel Daniel 171 CL " Divine ...
... never drank of Aganippe well " 39 Sir Philip Sidney 169 Richard Crashaw CXLVII " To thy lover ' CXLVIII To Electra ( " I dare not ask a kiss " ) CXLIX " Echo , daughter of the air • 170 Robert Herrick 170 Samuel Daniel 171 CL " Divine ...
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... never gave a lock of hair away " Elizabeth Barrett Browning 209 Robert Bridges 210 CXCV " Thou didst delight my eyes CXCVI Genius in Beauty . Dante Gabriel Rossetti 211 CXCVII Faustus to the Apparition of Helen Christopher Marlowe 211 ...
... never gave a lock of hair away " Elizabeth Barrett Browning 209 Robert Bridges 210 CXCV " Thou didst delight my eyes CXCVI Genius in Beauty . Dante Gabriel Rossetti 211 CXCVII Faustus to the Apparition of Helen Christopher Marlowe 211 ...
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... never did run smooth ; But either it was different in blood , Or else misgraffèd in respect of years , Or else it stood upon the choice of friends : Or , if there were a sympathy in choice , War , death , or sickness did lay siege to it ...
... never did run smooth ; But either it was different in blood , Or else misgraffèd in respect of years , Or else it stood upon the choice of friends : Or , if there were a sympathy in choice , War , death , or sickness did lay siege to it ...
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Airly Beacon Annie of Lochroyan awake Barbara beauty bird Birks Birks of Aberfeldy bonny lassie bosom braes breast breath bright cheek COVENTRY PATMORE dear delight doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER ELOISA TO ABELARD eyes F. T. PALGRAVE fair Annie flame flowers forget frae gaze golden grace gray hair hand hath heart heaven heigh-ho Highland Mary kiss kye comes hame lady lass of Lochroyan leave let thee go Lewti light lips Lord Gregory love thee love's lover luve maid mind ne'er never night Nora Creina o'er pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK rose round sailed sang shines sigh Sing heigh-ho smile song soul Stanza stars sweet syne tears tell thine things THOMAS CAREW thou art thought tree true love Twas unto vows waly weel wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wilt thou wind wings young
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Página 139 - Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Página 207 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
Página 159 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Página 154 - I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too : When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...
Página 85 - Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind ; And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind...
Página 193 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 121 - The castled crag of Drachenfels("> Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine, And hills all rich with blossom'd trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scatter'd cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strew'da scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me ! 2.
Página 14 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night. And watching, with eternal lids apart. Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Página 194 - ... and part. Nay, I have done, you get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes — Now, if thou would'st, when...
Página 85 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible.