The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageMacmillan, 1929 - 640 стор. |
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... tears , And though the eye may sparkle still , ' tis where the ice appears . Though wit may flash from fluent lips , and mirth distract the breast , Through midnight hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; ' Tis but as ivy ...
... tears , And though the eye may sparkle still , ' tis where the ice appears . Though wit may flash from fluent lips , and mirth distract the breast , Through midnight hours that yield no more their former hope of rest ; ' Tis but as ivy ...
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... TEARS , idle tears , I know not what they mean , Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart , and gather to the eyes , In looking on the happy Autumn - fields , And thinking of the days that are no more . Fresh as the ...
... TEARS , idle tears , I know not what they mean , Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart , and gather to the eyes , In looking on the happy Autumn - fields , And thinking of the days that are no more . Fresh as the ...
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... tears were shed on his face Or ever the life in his face was shed . The sharp tears fell through her hair , and stung Once , and her close lips touched him and clung Once , and grew one with his lips for a space ; And so drew back , and ...
... tears were shed on his face Or ever the life in his face was shed . The sharp tears fell through her hair , and stung Once , and her close lips touched him and clung Once , and grew one with his lips for a space ; And so drew back , and ...
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Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne beauty beneath birds breast breath bright brow clouds cold Danny Deever dark Dark Rosaleen dead dear death deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers George Gordon Byron glory Golden Treasury green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill John Keats kiss Lady Lady of Shalott leaves light lips live look look'd Love's lover moon morn ne'er never night o'er once pale Percy Bysshe Shelley poems poetry poets Robert Browning rose round seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things Thomas Campion thou art thought thro tree Twas voice waves weep wild William Butler Yeats William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind wings Yarrow youth