The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1912, Volume 3,Páginas 843-1252H. Holt, 1912 - 3742 páginas |
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... happy . And nobody calls you a dunce , And people suppose me clever : This could but have happened once , And we missed it , lost it forever . Robert Browning [ 1812-1889 ] TWO IN THE CAMPAGNA I WONDER do you feel to - day As I have ...
... happy . And nobody calls you a dunce , And people suppose me clever : This could but have happened once , And we missed it , lost it forever . Robert Browning [ 1812-1889 ] TWO IN THE CAMPAGNA I WONDER do you feel to - day As I have ...
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... happy place ; To seek the unforgotten face Once seen , once kissed , once reft from me Anigh the murmuring of the sea . William Morris [ 1834-1896 ] " A Little While " INO AND YES If I 874 Poems of Love The Nymph's Song to Hylas William ...
... happy place ; To seek the unforgotten face Once seen , once kissed , once reft from me Anigh the murmuring of the sea . William Morris [ 1834-1896 ] " A Little While " INO AND YES If I 874 Poems of Love The Nymph's Song to Hylas William ...
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... happy tears my eyes were dim ; I called him , “ O sweet love ! I come , for thou art all to me . Go forth , and I will follow thee , Right back to life and love ! " I followed through the cavern black ; I saw the Face to Face Ashore ...
... happy tears my eyes were dim ; I called him , “ O sweet love ! I come , for thou art all to me . Go forth , and I will follow thee , Right back to life and love ! " I followed through the cavern black ; I saw the Face to Face Ashore ...
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... happy harvest - fields , as the sun sinks low , When the orchard paths are dim with the drift of fallen leaves , And the reapers sing together , in the mellow , misty eves : O , happy are the apples when the south winds blow ! Love met ...
... happy harvest - fields , as the sun sinks low , When the orchard paths are dim with the drift of fallen leaves , And the reapers sing together , in the mellow , misty eves : O , happy are the apples when the south winds blow ! Love met ...
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... happy are the apples when the south winds blow ! When the skies are ripe and fading , like the colors of the leaves , And the reapers kiss and part , at the binding of the sheaves , In the happy harvest - fields as the sun sinks low ...
... happy are the apples when the south winds blow ! When the skies are ripe and fading , like the colors of the leaves , And the reapers kiss and part , at the binding of the sheaves , In the happy harvest - fields as the sun sinks low ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne Allan Water Annabel Lee Arthur O'Shaughnessy beauty birds bless bloom blow bonnie bosom bower breast breath bride bright brow burn cheek Christina Georgina Rossetti cold dark dead dear death delight doth dream echo ring Ernest Dowson eyes face fair flowers forget George Gordon Byron golden grace grass grave gray green hair hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven hour kiss knew lady light lips live Llano Estacado look love thee love's lover maid maiden moon morning ne'er never night o'er once pain Philip Bourke Marston Robert Browning Robert Burns Robin Adair rose shine sigh sing sleep smile snow soft song Sonnets sorrow soul stars sweet tears tell tender There's thine things thou art thought true Twas unto weary weep wife wild wind words
Passagens conhecidas
Página 1244 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
Página 911 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Página 1211 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Página 1210 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 910 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Página 1047 - Three years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 1214 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights ; Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Página 1078 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea : But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my ANNABEL LEE ; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Página 925 - I'll wage thee. Who shall say that fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him ? Me, nae cheerfu' twinkle lights me ; Dark despair around benights me. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy ; But to see her was to love her ; Love but her, and love for ever. Had we never loved sae kindly, Had we never loved sae blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er been broken-hearted.
Página 910 - tis not hereafter; Present mirth hath present laughter; What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. 202 Sir And. A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight. Sir To. A contagious breath. Sir And. Very sweet and contagious, i