Three Hundred English SonnetsDavid M. Main Blackwood, 1886 - 320 páginas |
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... dreams , the images of day - desires , To model forth the passions of the morrow ; Never let rising Sun approve you liars , To add more grief to aggravate my sorrow : Still let me sleep , embracing clouds in vain , And never wake to ...
... dreams , the images of day - desires , To model forth the passions of the morrow ; Never let rising Sun approve you liars , To add more grief to aggravate my sorrow : Still let me sleep , embracing clouds in vain , And never wake to ...
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... misprision growing , Comes home again , on better judgment making . Thus have I had thee , as a dream doth flatter ; In sleep a king , but , waking , no such matter . HEY that have power to hurt and will do none WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 63.
... misprision growing , Comes home again , on better judgment making . Thus have I had thee , as a dream doth flatter ; In sleep a king , but , waking , no such matter . HEY that have power to hurt and will do none WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 63.
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... proved , a very woe ; Before , a joy proposed ; behind , a dream . All this the world well knows ; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell . POOR Soul , the centre of my sinful earth , 72 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
... proved , a very woe ; Before , a joy proposed ; behind , a dream . All this the world well knows ; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell . POOR Soul , the centre of my sinful earth , 72 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE.
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... dreams by night . Hope still was his : in each low breeze that sighed Through his rude grot he heard a coming oar , In each white cloud a coming sail he spied ; Nor seldom listened to the fancied roar Of Eta's torrents , or the hoarser ...
... dreams by night . Hope still was his : in each low breeze that sighed Through his rude grot he heard a coming oar , In each white cloud a coming sail he spied ; Nor seldom listened to the fancied roar Of Eta's torrents , or the hoarser ...
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... , And listen to the flapping of the flame , Or kettle whispering its faint undersong . W Blank Which Dreams Are a Round Our past There fil Matter ΤΟΥ Two The gent And he 1 PERSONAL TALK . II . INGS have we , -and 144 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH.
... , And listen to the flapping of the flame , Or kettle whispering its faint undersong . W Blank Which Dreams Are a Round Our past There fil Matter ΤΟΥ Two The gent And he 1 PERSONAL TALK . II . INGS have we , -and 144 WILLIAM WORDSWORTH.
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Three Hundred English Sonnets: Chosen and Edited with a Few Notes David M. Main Visualização integral - 1896 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
bear beauty behold birds blessed born breath bright brings child clear close clouds dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth eternal eyes face fade fair Faith fall fear feel flowers friends glory gold grace green grow hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly hills hold honour hope hour leaves light live look meet memory mind morn mortal Muse Nature never night notes o'er once pass peace pleasure poor praise pure rest rise rose round seen sense shadow shine sight silent sing sleep soft song sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou thought touch true truth turn voice weep winds wings youth
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Página 53 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Página 51 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Página 195 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Página 69 - 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 57 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Página 180 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Página 71 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Página 116 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Página 137 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Página 174 - Night ! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came, And lo ! creation widened in man's view.