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... thine 153 Song : O lovers ' eyes 154 Song : Farewell to Northmaven 155 SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ( 1772-1834 ) Love 156 WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR ( 1775-1864 ) I Held Her Hand 160 Rose Aylmer 160 Exegi Monumentum 160 The Maid I Love 161 Twenty ...
... thine 153 Song : O lovers ' eyes 154 Song : Farewell to Northmaven 155 SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ( 1772-1834 ) Love 156 WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR ( 1775-1864 ) I Held Her Hand 160 Rose Aylmer 160 Exegi Monumentum 160 The Maid I Love 161 Twenty ...
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... from Torrismond ' 190 Song : If thou wilt ease thine heart 190 EDGAR ALLAN POE ( 1809-1849 ) To One in Paradise 191 To Helen 192 Annabel Lee 192 CHARLES KINGSLEY ( 1819-1875 ) PAGE Airly Beacon 194 Sing CONTENTS xxvii.
... from Torrismond ' 190 Song : If thou wilt ease thine heart 190 EDGAR ALLAN POE ( 1809-1849 ) To One in Paradise 191 To Helen 192 Annabel Lee 192 CHARLES KINGSLEY ( 1819-1875 ) PAGE Airly Beacon 194 Sing CONTENTS xxvii.
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... thine , fair maid Absent from thee , I languish still ! Accept , my love , as true a heart Again I see my bliss at hand Ah ! County Guy , the hour is nigh Ah ! Chloris ! that I now could sit Ah ! I remember well ( and how can I Ah ...
... thine , fair maid Absent from thee , I languish still ! Accept , my love , as true a heart Again I see my bliss at hand Ah ! County Guy , the hour is nigh Ah ! Chloris ! that I now could sit Ah ! I remember well ( and how can I Ah ...
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... thine eyes Each on his own strict line we move E'en like two little bank - dividing brooks Escape me ? - PAGE 45 29 69 80 43 6 41 4 31 67 230 91 106 Fain would I change that note 62 Fair is my Love when her fair golden hairs 28 Fair ...
... thine eyes Each on his own strict line we move E'en like two little bank - dividing brooks Escape me ? - PAGE 45 29 69 80 43 6 41 4 31 67 230 91 106 Fain would I change that note 62 Fair is my Love when her fair golden hairs 28 Fair ...
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... thine heart · - If thou wouldst see threads purer than the gold If to be absent were to be I'll gaze no more on her bewitching face In Love's Name you are charged , O fly In this fair stranger's eyes of grey - In vain you tell your ...
... thine heart · - If thou wouldst see threads purer than the gold If to be absent were to be I'll gaze no more on her bewitching face In Love's Name you are charged , O fly In this fair stranger's eyes of grey - In vain you tell your ...
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A Book of English Love Poems: Chosen Out of Poets From Wyatt to Arnold ... Edward Hutton No preview available - 2017 |
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Airs by Thomas awake beams beauty beauty's BEN JONSON birds blush Book of Airs bosom bower breast breath bright brow chaste cheeks dare dear death delight doth dream echo ring EDMUND SPENSER eyes face fair Samela fear fire flame flowers golden goodly grace hair hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly Heigh honour Hymen JOHN DRYDEN kiss lady light lips live look love thee Love's lovers lute maid MICHAEL DRAYTON never night numbers o'er pain passion pity pleasure praise is due ROBERT HERRICK rose SAMUEL DANIEL Say nay shine sigh sing SIR JOHN SUCKLING SIR PHILIP SIDNEY sleep smiles soft song of praise sonnets sorrow soul stars stay sweet tears tell thine THOMAS CAMPION THOMAS CAREW THOMAS LODGE thou art thoughts unto verse voice WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR wanton weep WILLIAM WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wilt thou leave wings woods may answer
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Page 150 - The floating clouds their state. shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 50 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss, and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay ; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
Page 107 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Page 52 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights, Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have expressed Even such a beauty as you master now.
Page 47 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Page 178 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright.
Page 185 - 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...
Page 49 - 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; Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd...
Page 75 - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
Page 12 - Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm : for love is strong as death : jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.