English Lyrics Chaucer to Poe 1340-1809 |
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... of certain Scots , who had a sounder tradition than the Augustans , and followed it as best they might . It was the dark hour before the dawn ; and the dawn was Blake , that Elizabethan , and something more , born into an PREFACE xiii.
... of certain Scots , who had a sounder tradition than the Augustans , and followed it as best they might . It was the dark hour before the dawn ; and the dawn was Blake , that Elizabethan , and something more , born into an PREFACE xiii.
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... hour , My ship and me Carybdis will devour . ' IV This song when he thus songen haddë , sone He fell again into his sickness old ; And every night , as was his wont to done , He stood the brightë monë to behold , And all his sorrow he ...
... hour , My ship and me Carybdis will devour . ' IV This song when he thus songen haddë , sone He fell again into his sickness old ; And every night , as was his wont to done , He stood the brightë monë to behold , And all his sorrow he ...
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... hours , With wind , with hail , and heavy showers , My dulë spreit does lurk for schoir ; My heart for languor does forloir For lack of Summer with his flowers . I walk , I turn , sleep may I not ; I vexèd am with heavy thought ; This ...
... hours , With wind , with hail , and heavy showers , My dulë spreit does lurk for schoir ; My heart for languor does forloir For lack of Summer with his flowers . I walk , I turn , sleep may I not ; I vexèd am with heavy thought ; This ...
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... of delight , Help quickly her to dight ! But first come , ye fair Hours , which were begot , In Jove's sweet paradise , of Day and Night ; Which do the seasons of the year allot , And all that ever in this world is fair Do 90 SPENSER.
... of delight , Help quickly her to dight ! But first come , ye fair Hours , which were begot , In Jove's sweet paradise , of Day and Night ; Which do the seasons of the year allot , And all that ever in this world is fair Do 90 SPENSER.
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... hours their numbers spend ; How slowly does sad Time his feathers move ! Haste thee , O fairest Planet ! to thy home Within the Western foam : Thy tiréd steeds long since have need of rest ! Long though it be , at last I see it gloom ...
... hours their numbers spend ; How slowly does sad Time his feathers move ! Haste thee , O fairest Planet ! to thy home Within the Western foam : Thy tiréd steeds long since have need of rest ! Long though it be , at last I see it gloom ...
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English Lyrics: Chaucer to Poe; 1340 1809 (Classic Reprint) William Ernest Henley No preview available - 2018 |
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awake beauty behold Ben Jonson birds bless bliss Bonny Bonny Dundee breast breath bright Burns canst dark dead dear death delight Donald Caird's dost doth dream earth echo ring Edition eyes fair fear flowers fresh glory golden gone goodly grace green hame hand happy hath hear heart heaven holy honour John John Dryden John Milton king kiss lady leave light live London Lord love's lovers lullaby lyrical merry mighty morning never Nicholas Breton night o'er pain Percy Bysshe Shelley pleasure Poems praise Reprinted Robert Burns Robert Herrick rose Samian wine shine sigh sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring Stanzas stars sweet tears tell thee thine things Thomas Thomas Campion Thomas Carew thou art thou hast thought Timor Mortis conturbat unto verse voice wanton waters weep William Blake William Shakespeare wilt wind wine wings