English Sonnets by Poets of the PastSamuel Waddington G. Bell and Sons, 1888 - 238 頁 |
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... link , Enter through ears and eyesight , with such gleam Of all things , that at last in fear I shrink , And leap at once from the delicious stream . N UNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 76 ENGLISH SONNETS .
... link , Enter through ears and eyesight , with such gleam Of all things , that at last in fear I shrink , And leap at once from the delicious stream . N UNS fret not at their convent's narrow room ; WILLIAM WORDSWORTH 76 ENGLISH SONNETS .
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... gleam , Lights up thy weather - beaten turrets gray ; Still dost thou bear thee bravely in decay , As if thy by - gone glory were no dream ! Yea , now with lingering grandeur thou look'st down From thy once fortified , embattled hill ...
... gleam , Lights up thy weather - beaten turrets gray ; Still dost thou bear thee bravely in decay , As if thy by - gone glory were no dream ! Yea , now with lingering grandeur thou look'st down From thy once fortified , embattled hill ...
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... gleam kindles , sunk in deathlike sleep , His ruin , Rome , is darker than thine own . I THOU ! whose golden reins curb steeds of fire , CHARLES STRONG . BY POETS OF THE PAST . 113 'Twas near the walls that gird the imperial town.
... gleam kindles , sunk in deathlike sleep , His ruin , Rome , is darker than thine own . I THOU ! whose golden reins curb steeds of fire , CHARLES STRONG . BY POETS OF THE PAST . 113 'Twas near the walls that gird the imperial town.
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... gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow ; Long had I watched the glory moving on , O'er the still radiance of the lake below ; Tranquil its spirit seemed and floated slow ; Even in its very motion there was rest ; While every breath of ...
... gleam of crimson tinged its braided snow ; Long had I watched the glory moving on , O'er the still radiance of the lake below ; Tranquil its spirit seemed and floated slow ; Even in its very motion there was rest ; While every breath of ...
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... that forest - way , Just when His morning light came down the path , Among the lonely woods at early day . THE GOSSAMER - LIGHT . UICK gleam ! that ridest CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER . 174 ENGLISH SONNETS . The Forest Glade.
... that forest - way , Just when His morning light came down the path , Among the lonely woods at early day . THE GOSSAMER - LIGHT . UICK gleam ! that ridest CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER . 174 ENGLISH SONNETS . The Forest Glade.
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beauty behold beneath bird bowers breast breath bright CHARLES Strong CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER cheer clouds dark dear death deep delight didst doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes fade fair fear flowers gentle gleam glorious glory golden grace green grief happy HARTLEY COLERIDGE hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY FRANCIS CARY HENRY HART MILMAN hill honour hope JOHN KEATS JOHN MILTON life's light live lonely look Lord love thee Love's memory mighty mind morn mourn murmur Muse never night numbers o'er pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poet praise rose round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERidge shade shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirits Spring star streams strong summer sweet tears thine things thou art thou hast thought tomb verse voice waves weep wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wing youth
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第 18 頁 - Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,— As, to behold Desert a beggar born, And needy Nothing trimm'd in jollity, And purest Faith unhappily forsworn, And gilded Honour shamefully misplaced, And maiden Virtue rudely strumpeted, And right Perfection wrongfully disgraced, And Strength by limping sway disabled, And Art made tongue-tied by Authority...
第 15 頁 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste...
第 17 頁 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem, By that sweet ornament which truth doth give ! 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...
第 16 頁 - 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.
第 73 頁 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the Sea, One of the Mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age Thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen Music, Liberty...
第 71 頁 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven is on the Sea: Listen!
第 145 頁 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night. And watching, with eternal lids apart. Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
第 139 頁 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
第 83 頁 - Still glides the Stream, and shall for ever glide ; The Form remains, the Function never dies ; While we, the brave, the mighty, and the wise, We Men, who in our morn of youth defied The elements, must vanish ; — be it -so ! Enough, if something from our hands have power To live, and act, and serve the future hour ; And if, as toward the silent tomb we go, Through love, through hope, and faith's transcendent dower, We feel that we are greater than we know.
第 187 頁 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost...