English Verse, 2 tomasWilliam James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard C. Scribner's Sons, 1883 |
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... published , but it was not surpassed or equalled by anything else . Looking back upon it now we can see what Gray's contempora- ries could not see - that it was a great landmark in the monotonous waste of their verse . The dead level of ...
... published , but it was not surpassed or equalled by anything else . Looking back upon it now we can see what Gray's contempora- ries could not see - that it was a great landmark in the monotonous waste of their verse . The dead level of ...
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... published in the year after The Traveller three solid volumes of Reliques of Ancient English Poetry , the materials for which he obtained from an old manuscript collection , and which , of course , he polished and modernized lest they ...
... published in the year after The Traveller three solid volumes of Reliques of Ancient English Poetry , the materials for which he obtained from an old manuscript collection , and which , of course , he polished and modernized lest they ...
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... published in the year after the death of Dr. Johnson , placed him at once at the head of living English poets . A greater than he was singing , but his first volume was not published until a year later than The Task , when it stole into ...
... published in the year after the death of Dr. Johnson , placed him at once at the head of living English poets . A greater than he was singing , but his first volume was not published until a year later than The Task , when it stole into ...
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... published only nine years later than the Reliques , and at once became popular . If the old ballads in Percy inspired Bürger to write this ballad , a translation of this ballad , which was read in manuscript by Mrs. Barbauld at a party ...
... published only nine years later than the Reliques , and at once became popular . If the old ballads in Percy inspired Bürger to write this ballad , a translation of this ballad , which was read in manuscript by Mrs. Barbauld at a party ...
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... of Pope had worn threadbare . Wordsworth's first poet- ical ventures , which were published three years before Scott's translations from Bürger , were An Evening Walk - an attempt to paint a series of landscape XX INTRODUCTION .
... of Pope had worn threadbare . Wordsworth's first poet- ical ventures , which were published three years before Scott's translations from Bürger , were An Evening Walk - an attempt to paint a series of landscape XX INTRODUCTION .
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Anerley Bacchus Ballads beauty bells beneath Bessie Lee bird bloom blue Born bower Brahma breast breath bright brow cheek cloud Clovernook cold Dædalus dance dark dead dear death deep dost dreams dreary earth eyes face fair fall FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS flowers frae GEORGE GORDON BYRON glory golden gone grave Greece green hair hand happy happy land HARRIET MARTINEAU hast hath hear heart heaven hour kiss leaves light lips lonely look Love's lover Lyrical Ballads Lyrics maiden morning ne'er never night o'er ODE TO DUTY pain pale pass'd Peter Bell Pioneers Poems poet river rose round Samian wine shade shadow sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul stars strong summer Sundew sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tree Twas unto voice waves weary weep wild wind wine wings young
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9 psl. - 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.
169 psl. - HEAR the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
99 psl. - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love! For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd, For ever panting, and for ever young; All breathing human passion far above.
99 psl. - Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
173 psl. - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil : Still as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new...
85 psl. - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire...
256 psl. - Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold...
90 psl. - And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side? Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee!
192 psl. - Never glad confident morning again ! Best fight on well, for we taught him — strike gallantly, Menace our heart ere we master his own; Then let him receive the new knowledge and wait us, Pardoned in heaven, the first by the throne ! 'HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX...
84 psl. - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone!