Seven Centuries of Verse, English & American, from the Early English Lyrics to the Present Day, 第 1 卷Arthur James Marshall Smith Scribner, 1967 - 818页 |
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Arthur James Marshall Smith. Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes , and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram his half cours yronne , And smale foweles maken melodye , That slepen al the nyght with open eye ( So priketh hem ...
Arthur James Marshall Smith. Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes , and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram his half cours yronne , And smale foweles maken melodye , That slepen al the nyght with open eye ( So priketh hem ...
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... hath clad the hill and eke the vale , The nightingale with feathers new she sings , The turtle to her make hath told her tale . Summer is come , for every spray now springs , The hart hath hung his old head on the pale , The buck in ...
... hath clad the hill and eke the vale , The nightingale with feathers new she sings , The turtle to her make hath told her tale . Summer is come , for every spray now springs , The hart hath hung his old head on the pale , The buck in ...
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... HATH TIME How soon hath Time , the subtle thief of youth , Stol'n on his wing my three - and - twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career , But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th . Perhaps my semblance might deceive ...
... HATH TIME How soon hath Time , the subtle thief of youth , Stol'n on his wing my three - and - twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career , But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th . Perhaps my semblance might deceive ...
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A. E. Housman beauty birds bless blood blow breast breath bright Clerk Saunders cloud dance dark dead dear death deep doth dream E. E. Cummings earth eternal eyes face fair fear fire flowers glory grace grave green hair hand hath head hear heard heart heaven John Barleycorn King kiss Lady of Shalott land leave light live look Lord Lord Randal Lycidas maid moon mordre morning never night nymph o'er pleasure Poems rose round shade shine sigh sight sing Sir Bedivere sleep snow song soul sound spirit spring stars sweet Sylphs T. S. Eliot tears tell Thalestris thee Theodore Roethke thine things thou art thou hast thought tree Twas voice W. H. Auden walk waves wild wind wings wonder woods