Songs of Three Centuries. Ed. by John Greenleaf Whittier. Household Ed. ...Scholarly Publishing Office, University of Michigan Library, 1883 - 384 стор. |
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... GONE FOR ONE THAT HEARS HIMSELF MUCH PRAISED Sir Thomas Browne . 29 Richard Crashaw 29 Sir Richard Lovelace 30 66 66 30 Robert Herrick 30 • 66 ( 6 31 66 31 George Herbert 31 31 32 Henry Vaughan 32 • 33 George Wither 33 THE FRIAR OF ...
... GONE FOR ONE THAT HEARS HIMSELF MUCH PRAISED Sir Thomas Browne . 29 Richard Crashaw 29 Sir Richard Lovelace 30 66 66 30 Robert Herrick 30 • 66 ( 6 31 66 31 George Herbert 31 31 32 Henry Vaughan 32 • 33 George Wither 33 THE FRIAR OF ...
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... gone . 196 VAUX , LORD THOMAS . Thought 199 • 197 VERE , AUBREY DE . 198 Sisters , The • 197 VERY , JONES . 195 196 Painted Columbine , To the Present Heaven , The WALLER , EDMUND . 340 • Old Age and Death WARING , ANNA L. 195 My Times ...
... gone . 196 VAUX , LORD THOMAS . Thought 199 • 197 VERE , AUBREY DE . 198 Sisters , The • 197 VERY , JONES . 195 196 Painted Columbine , To the Present Heaven , The WALLER , EDMUND . 340 • Old Age and Death WARING , ANNA L. 195 My Times ...
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... . DIRGE FOR FIDELE . FEAR no more the heat o ' the sun , Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - 16 SONGS OF THREE CENTURIES .
... . DIRGE FOR FIDELE . FEAR no more the heat o ' the sun , Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done , Home art gone , and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must , As chimney - 16 SONGS OF THREE CENTURIES .
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... gone here and there , And made myself a motley to the view , Gored mine own thoughts , sold cheap what is most dear , Made old offences of affections new . Most true it is , that I have looked on truth Askance and strangely ; but , by ...
... gone here and there , And made myself a motley to the view , Gored mine own thoughts , sold cheap what is most dear , Made old offences of affections new . Most true it is , that I have looked on truth Askance and strangely ; but , by ...
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... gone , He may return again . UNKNOWN . [ Before 1649. ] BEGONE DULL CARE ! BEGONE dull care ! I prithee begone from me : Begone dull care ! Thou and I can never agree . Long while thou hast been tarrying here , And fain thou wouldst me ...
... gone , He may return again . UNKNOWN . [ Before 1649. ] BEGONE DULL CARE ! BEGONE dull care ! I prithee begone from me : Begone dull care ! Thou and I can never agree . Long while thou hast been tarrying here , And fain thou wouldst me ...
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angel beauty bells beneath bird blessed bliss bonnie breast breath bright brow busk calm cheek cloud Confucius dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Edom ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN eternal evermore eyes face fair fear flowers frae Glenlogie glory golden grave green Grongar Hill hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL hill holy hope hour HYMN Inchcape Rock Kilmeny kissed lady land lassie light lips live lonely look Lord maun morning never night o'er praise prayer rest river Robin Gray rose round sail Saint Agnes SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tree vale voice wandering waves weary ween weep wild wind wings Yarrow
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Сторінка 62 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of the unhonored dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Сторінка 30 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Сторінка 199 - And snowy summits old in story; The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Сторінка 99 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won, Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Сторінка 187 - There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Сторінка 66 - Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head. Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossomed furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew : Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Сторінка 103 - Stern Lawgiver ! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace ; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face : Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads ; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Сторінка 47 - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might In Thy sole glory may unite.
Сторінка 47 - The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care : His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Сторінка 17 - And moan the expense of many a vanished sight: Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er The sad account of fore-bemoaned moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before. But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.