The Holly and Mistletoe: Beautiful Bouquets, Culled from the Poets of All Countries, Книга 2Frederick Warne and Company, 1869 - 152 стор. |
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... fade , Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade , When in eternal lines to time thou growest . So long as men can breathe , or eyes can see , So long lives this , and this gives life ...
... fade , Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest ; Nor shall Death brag thou wand'rest in his shade , When in eternal lines to time thou growest . So long as men can breathe , or eyes can see , So long lives this , and this gives life ...
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... storms and tempests laid , Like me you'll rise a fragrant flower , But not like me to fade . BISHOP HORNE . R THE HUSBAND'S SONG . AINY and rough sets the 20 The True Lovers ' Knot . A Lyric Hartley Coleridge The Primrose Bishop Horne.
... storms and tempests laid , Like me you'll rise a fragrant flower , But not like me to fade . BISHOP HORNE . R THE HUSBAND'S SONG . AINY and rough sets the 20 The True Lovers ' Knot . A Lyric Hartley Coleridge The Primrose Bishop Horne.
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... , Is not a woman's part . If man comes not to gather The roses where they stand , They fade among their foliage ; They cannot seek his hand . 33 16 5 D BRYANT . THE PASSION FLOWER . ILD superstition named the flower In Love Bryant.
... , Is not a woman's part . If man comes not to gather The roses where they stand , They fade among their foliage ; They cannot seek his hand . 33 16 5 D BRYANT . THE PASSION FLOWER . ILD superstition named the flower In Love Bryant.
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... fades as rises Reason's nobler day- But passion made essential , holy , bright , Like the raised dead - our dust transformed to light . Earth has its pangs for all ; its happiest breast Not his who meets them least , but bears them best ...
... fades as rises Reason's nobler day- But passion made essential , holy , bright , Like the raised dead - our dust transformed to light . Earth has its pangs for all ; its happiest breast Not his who meets them least , but bears them best ...
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... fade , Whose last are dearest . Thou art the flow'r of memory The pensive soul recalls in thee The year's past pleasures ; And led by kindred thought will flee , Till back to careless infancy The path she measures . Beneath autumnal ...
... fade , Whose last are dearest . Thou art the flow'r of memory The pensive soul recalls in thee The year's past pleasures ; And led by kindred thought will flee , Till back to careless infancy The path she measures . Beneath autumnal ...
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adore ANACREON Athené BARRY CORNWALL beating beauty bend beneath bird BISHOP HORNE bless bloom blossoms bosom bower breast breath bright Castara charms cheek cold corn is green crown cuckoo flowers dark Deal gently dear deck doth dreams dwell earth edge of doom fade fair fairy-queen feel fond fragrance friends garden gentle green HAREBELL HARTLEY COLERIDGE hath hear heart heaven hour hues kiss knight without armour leave thee let me weep light lily lips lone look Love's maiden Mary MARY HOWITT mind morn ne'er neath never night o'er pale Passion Flower perfume purple roses rough sets round shade SHAKSPEARE shine showers sigh sings smile soft SONG soul sound I heard spring stars streams summer sweet tears tears of wine tender There's thine THINK ON THEE thought trees trembling true lovers twas violet voice vows wild wilt wind wings
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Сторінка 105 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Сторінка 22 - 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 25 - TO ALTHEA FROM PRISON When Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fetter'd to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
Сторінка 68 - Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part! Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Сторінка 75 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my Love.
Сторінка 118 - YE banks and braes and streams around The castle o' Montgomery, Green be your woods, and fair your flowers. Your waters never drumlie! There simmer first unfauld her robes, And there the langest tarry; For there I took the last fareweel O
Сторінка 8 - 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 58 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Сторінка 26 - Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage : If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above Enjoy such liberty.
Сторінка 18 - So come in the evening, or come in the morning : Come when you're looked for, or come without warning : Kisses and welcome you'll find here before you, And the oftener you come here the more I'll adore you ! Light is my heart since the day we were plighted ; Red is my cheek that they told me was blighted ; The green of the trees looks far greener than ever, And the linnets are singing, " True lovers don't sever !