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Сторінка 203
Lo ! the woods open , and the rocks retire , Some convent ' s ancient walls , or
glistening spire , ' Mid the bright landscape ' s track , unfolding slow . Here dark ,
with furrowed aspect , like despair , Frowns the bleak cliff — there on the
woodland ...
Lo ! the woods open , and the rocks retire , Some convent ' s ancient walls , or
glistening spire , ' Mid the bright landscape ' s track , unfolding slow . Here dark ,
with furrowed aspect , like despair , Frowns the bleak cliff — there on the
woodland ...
Сторінка 210
Blue - eyed May Shall soon behold this border thickly set With bright jonquils ,
their odours lavishing On the soft west - wind and his frolic peers : Nor will I then
thy modest grace forget , Chaste Snowdrop , venturous harbinger of Spring , And
...
Blue - eyed May Shall soon behold this border thickly set With bright jonquils ,
their odours lavishing On the soft west - wind and his frolic peers : Nor will I then
thy modest grace forget , Chaste Snowdrop , venturous harbinger of Spring , And
...
Сторінка 241
... brings the time , when Love First gave his deep although delightful wound ;
Gave me to view that beauteous face , ne ' er found Veiled , as disdain , or
jealousy might move ; To view her locks that shone bright gold above , Then
loose ...
... brings the time , when Love First gave his deep although delightful wound ;
Gave me to view that beauteous face , ne ' er found Veiled , as disdain , or
jealousy might move ; To view her locks that shone bright gold above , Then
loose ...
Сторінка 247
... and nature ' s free - born train , And some lone nymph that timorous speeds
along , Each in my mind some gentle thought instils Of those bright eyes that
absence shrouds in vain ;Ah , gentle thoughts ! soon lost the city cares among .
... and nature ' s free - born train , And some lone nymph that timorous speeds
along , Each in my mind some gentle thought instils Of those bright eyes that
absence shrouds in vain ;Ah , gentle thoughts ! soon lost the city cares among .
Сторінка 268
Thy praise my comfort ; and for ever bring My notes thereof from the bright east to
west ! Thy mercy lend unto my soul distrest ! Thy grace unto my wits ! — then
shall the sling Of righteousness that monster Satan kill , Who with despair my
dear ...
Thy praise my comfort ; and for ever bring My notes thereof from the bright east to
west ! Thy mercy lend unto my soul distrest ! Thy grace unto my wits ! — then
shall the sling Of righteousness that monster Satan kill , Who with despair my
dear ...
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Сторінка 61 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Сторінка 129 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
Сторінка 66 - But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body's work's expired: For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee...
Сторінка 56 - To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah ! yet...
Сторінка 62 - When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope...
Сторінка 56 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour, which doth in it live. The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses.
Сторінка 61 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Сторінка 58 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Сторінка 145 - And in my breast the imperfect joys expire; Yet morning smiles the busy race to cheer, And new-born pleasure brings to happier men; The fields to all their wonted tribute bear; To warm their little loves the birds complain. I fruitless mourn to him that cannot hear, And weep the more because I weep in vain...
Сторінка 58 - When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night, When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white, When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd...