Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and EnglishJeannette Leonard Gilder Cassell, 1886 - 683 psl. |
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... stood without in the cold blowing airs . We climb'd on the graves , on the stones worn with rains , And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes . She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear : Margaret , hist ! come quick , we ...
... stood without in the cold blowing airs . We climb'd on the graves , on the stones worn with rains , And we gazed up the aisle through the small leaded panes . She sate by the pillar ; we saw her clear : Margaret , hist ! come quick , we ...
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... stood , With Carlo , the Venetian , at their head , Studying the Masters by the dawning light Of his transcendent genius . Through the groups Of gayly vestured artists moved the Count , As some lone clouds of thick and leaden hue ...
... stood , With Carlo , the Venetian , at their head , Studying the Masters by the dawning light Of his transcendent genius . Through the groups Of gayly vestured artists moved the Count , As some lone clouds of thick and leaden hue ...
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... stood " Without the pale of thy half - royal rank 46 44 ' When thou wast budding , and the streams of life Made eager struggles to maintain thy bloom , " And gladdened heaven dropped down in gracious dews 44 ' On its transplanted ...
... stood " Without the pale of thy half - royal rank 46 44 ' When thou wast budding , and the streams of life Made eager struggles to maintain thy bloom , " And gladdened heaven dropped down in gracious dews 44 ' On its transplanted ...
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... stood Steadfast , for all the splendor , reaching up The outstretched palms of his untainted soul Towards heaven for strength . A moment thus ; then asked , With reverential wonder quivering through His sinking voice , Who , spirit ...
... stood Steadfast , for all the splendor , reaching up The outstretched palms of his untainted soul Towards heaven for strength . A moment thus ; then asked , With reverential wonder quivering through His sinking voice , Who , spirit ...
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... stood up , a growing thought . And all around him , unseen yet felt , A mystic presence forever dwelt , A formless spirit of subtle flame , The light of whose being went and came As the artist paused from work , or bent His whole heart ...
... stood up , a growing thought . And all around him , unseen yet felt , A mystic presence forever dwelt , A formless spirit of subtle flame , The light of whose being went and came As the artist paused from work , or bent His whole heart ...
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Representative Poems of Living Poets American and English Jeannette Leonard Gilder Visos knygos peržiūra - 1886 |
Representative Poems of Living Poets American and English Jeannette Leonard Gilder Visos knygos peržiūra - 1886 |
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Æsir Arcady beautiful beneath bird bloom blue blue air brave breast breath bright brow Cherub band Christ clouds cried Dæmon dark dead dear death deep Dehu Delphi dream earth Edward Dowden eyes face fair fear feet flame flowers Fortunate Isles gaze gleam glory God's gold golden grass gray hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy kiss knew Lahore laugh life's light lips LITTLE MURIEL live look lyre merciful bands morning neath never night Njörd o'er once pain pale poets rose round Runjeet sang shadow shining silent sing Skadi skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stand stars stood strange sweet tears tender thee thine things thou thought tree trembling Twas twixt voice wave wild arm wind wings woman wonder word
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