The Poetical Keepsake: Consisting of the Sweetest PoemsMilner and Sowerby, 1866 - 480 頁 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 54 筆
第 19 頁
... blushes ! Traitor heart , O cease to swell ! Hush the maddening thought which rushes , Lest the shameful truth I tell ! Pitying angels , guard the secret ! Heaven , O help me to forget ; His sad gaze , how can I meet it ? He dreams not ...
... blushes ! Traitor heart , O cease to swell ! Hush the maddening thought which rushes , Lest the shameful truth I tell ! Pitying angels , guard the secret ! Heaven , O help me to forget ; His sad gaze , how can I meet it ? He dreams not ...
第 32 頁
... blush that lingers there , - That painful mirth , that would beguile , Will be its own interpreter . I ask not science to unfold A truth which all who love must know ; Each flirting dame the tale has told Through years of self ...
... blush that lingers there , - That painful mirth , that would beguile , Will be its own interpreter . I ask not science to unfold A truth which all who love must know ; Each flirting dame the tale has told Through years of self ...
第 37 頁
... blushes came . Then meet with me again , my love , Down by the river's side ; We'll wander o'er its vine - wreathed banks , Where sweeps the rolling tide . Long years have fled since there we met , Yet are our hearts the same ; Though ...
... blushes came . Then meet with me again , my love , Down by the river's side ; We'll wander o'er its vine - wreathed banks , Where sweeps the rolling tide . Long years have fled since there we met , Yet are our hearts the same ; Though ...
第 78 頁
... blushing rose . I'll think of thee , -when the queen of night is sleeping In tranquil beauty , on the ocean's heaving breast ; And the star of eve , its lonely vigil keeping , In mimic glory dances o'er the wavelet's foamy crest ; When ...
... blushing rose . I'll think of thee , -when the queen of night is sleeping In tranquil beauty , on the ocean's heaving breast ; And the star of eve , its lonely vigil keeping , In mimic glory dances o'er the wavelet's foamy crest ; When ...
第 109 頁
... blush begins to dawn Like that which steals at early morn Across the eastern sky ; And slowly , as the morning broke , The maiden from her trance awoke Beneath his ardent eye !. As the first kindling sunbeams threw Their level light ...
... blush begins to dawn Like that which steals at early morn Across the eastern sky ; And slowly , as the morning broke , The maiden from her trance awoke Beneath his ardent eye !. As the first kindling sunbeams threw Their level light ...
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angel beam beauty beneath bird bless blest bliss bloom blush bosom bower breast breath bright bright eyes brow burning canst charms cheek cold dark dear deep dream E'en e'er earth eyes fade fair faithless fancy farewell feel flowers flowing tears fond fondly forget gaze gentle glance gleam glow grief hath hear heaven hope hour IANTHE kiss lady life's light lingering lips lonely look lov'd love thee Love's lover lute lyre maid maiden memory morning murmuring nature's best ne'er neath never Nevermore night nymph o'er pain pale passion pure Quoth the Raven rapture rill rose shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit star strain sweet tears tell tender thine think of thee thou art thou hast thought thrilling tone Twas Twill voice vows wake wander weary weep whispers wild wilt wind words young youth
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第 166 頁 - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door — Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou...
第 167 頁 - But the Raven still beguiling All my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in Front of bird and bust and door ; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking What this ominous bird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, Gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking
第 362 頁 - 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.
第 165 頁 - or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door; Darkness there and nothing more.
第 165 頁 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door — "'Tis some visitor, "I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
第 146 頁 - Sunk chill on my brow — It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame ; I hear thy name spoken, And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear ; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee, Who knew thee too well : — Long, long shall I rue thee, Too deeply to tell.
第 166 頁 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door — Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
第 439 頁 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
第 167 頁 - thing of evil! prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted On this home by Horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!
第 148 頁 - The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve ; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long...