The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1880 - 332 psl. |
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... minds of Englishmen , are not likely to be forgotten . Your encouragement , given while traversing the wild scenery of Treryn Dinas , led me to begin the work ; and it has been completed under your advice and assistance . For the favour ...
... minds of Englishmen , are not likely to be forgotten . Your encouragement , given while traversing the wild scenery of Treryn Dinas , led me to begin the work ; and it has been completed under your advice and assistance . For the favour ...
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... mind has passed through phases of thought and cultivation so various and so opposed during these three centuries of Poetry , that a rapid passage between Old and New , like rapid alteration of the eye's focus in looking at the landscape ...
... mind has passed through phases of thought and cultivation so various and so opposed during these three centuries of Poetry , that a rapid passage between Old and New , like rapid alteration of the eye's focus in looking at the landscape ...
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poets , like the cooperating thoughts of one great mind , have built up since the beginning of the world . ' ---- As he closes his long survey , the Editor trusts he may add without egotism , that he has found the vague general verdict ...
poets , like the cooperating thoughts of one great mind , have built up since the beginning of the world . ' ---- As he closes his long survey , the Editor trusts he may add without egotism , that he has found the vague general verdict ...
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... . The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May - morning : If these delights thy mind may move , Then live with me and be my Love . C. Marlowe VI A MADRIGAL Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot live together Book.
... . The shepherd swains shall dance and sing For thy delight each May - morning : If these delights thy mind may move , Then live with me and be my Love . C. Marlowe VI A MADRIGAL Crabbed Age and Youth Cannot live together Book.
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... mind that never meant amiss- Forget not yet ! Forget not then thine own approved The which so long hath thee so loved , Whose steadfast faith yet never moved Forget not this ! Sir T. Wyat XXII TO AURORA O if thou knew'st how thou ...
... mind that never meant amiss- Forget not yet ! Forget not then thine own approved The which so long hath thee so loved , Whose steadfast faith yet never moved Forget not this ! Sir T. Wyat XXII TO AURORA O if thou knew'st how thou ...
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The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Francis Turner Palgrave Visos knygos peržiūra - 1861 |
The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Visos knygos peržiūra - 1863 |
The Golden Treasury of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language Francis Turner Palgrave Visos knygos peržiūra - 1867 |
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Arethuse art thou beauty behold beneath birds blest bonnie bower breast breath bright Brignall brow cheek clouds County Guy dark dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth ELIZABETH OF BOHEMIA eyes fair Fancy fear flowers frae gentle glory golden green greenwood tree happy hast hath Hazeldean hear heard heart heaven hills John Anderson Kirconnell kiss ladies leaves light live look'd Lord Lord Byron love's lover Lycidas lyre maid mind morn mountains Muse ne'er never night Nymph o'er P. B. Shelley pale passion Pindar pleasure poems Poetry Poets Rosaline rose round Rule Britannia seem'd shade Shakespeare shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star stream sweet tears thee There's thine thou art thought tree Twas voice waly waly waves weep wild winds wings Wordsworth Yarrow youth
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