Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, 第 6 卷1859 |
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第 6 到 10 筆結果,共 41 筆
第 21 頁
... its mountains hoary , On which time vainly lays his iron hand ; I see the valleys robed in sylvan glory , And many a lake with lone , romantic strand ; And streams , and towers , by immortal story Ordained BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 21.
... its mountains hoary , On which time vainly lays his iron hand ; I see the valleys robed in sylvan glory , And many a lake with lone , romantic strand ; And streams , and towers , by immortal story Ordained BEAUTIFUL POETRY . 21.
第 35 頁
... glory Round her hair and brow and lovely eyes , or I fancied it as such . Then she whisper'd , " Let it pass ! I will hasten to the ending , And I think , my friend , that you too know what remaineth unconfest ; Strange that all my ...
... glory Round her hair and brow and lovely eyes , or I fancied it as such . Then she whisper'd , " Let it pass ! I will hasten to the ending , And I think , my friend , that you too know what remaineth unconfest ; Strange that all my ...
第 37 頁
... glory reflected now shines on the stream ; " Tis the star - spangled banner , O long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave ! And where is the band who so vauntingly swore , Mid the havoc of war and the battle's ...
... glory reflected now shines on the stream ; " Tis the star - spangled banner , O long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave ! And where is the band who so vauntingly swore , Mid the havoc of war and the battle's ...
第 49 頁
... glory They shed on mortal mould , Think gently of the fantasy That framed the dreams of old . Where are the fairy legions That peopled vale and grove , And overspread earth's regions With strange ethereal love ? The flowers their ...
... glory They shed on mortal mould , Think gently of the fantasy That framed the dreams of old . Where are the fairy legions That peopled vale and grove , And overspread earth's regions With strange ethereal love ? The flowers their ...
第 71 頁
... glory , And paints with colours of the heavenly bow The clouds that o'er thy dusty cataracts climb . Why hasten so to the cerulean sea ; Is not the neighbourhood of heaven good , Not grand thy temple of encircling rocks , Not fair the ...
... glory , And paints with colours of the heavenly bow The clouds that o'er thy dusty cataracts climb . Why hasten so to the cerulean sea ; Is not the neighbourhood of heaven good , Not grand thy temple of encircling rocks , Not fair the ...
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AE FOND KISS BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath birds bloom blue breast breath breeze bright brooklet brow CHARLES MACKAY cheek child clouds cold dark dear death deep delight doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fade fair fair music feel flowers game at chess gaze gentle gleam glory grave green hand happy hath hear heart heaven Helon holy hope hour land lassie leaves light lips live Lochinvar lonely look look'd moon morning murmur N. P. WILLIS never night o'er pale pass'd poem poet rest rose round S. T. COLERIDGE seem'd shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star-spangled banner stars stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought tree turn'd Twas unto voice wave weary weep wild wind wings young youth
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第 51 頁 - The praise of Bacchus then, the sweet musician sung, Of Bacchus, ever fair and ever young: The jolly god in triumph comes ; Sound the trumpets ; beat the drums; Flush'd with a purple grace He shows his honest face: Now give the hautboys breath; he comes, he comes. Bacchus, ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain ; Bacchus...
第 344 頁 - That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, "Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
第 53 頁 - Now strike the golden lyre again! A louder yet, and yet a louder strain, Break his bands of sleep asunder, And rouse him, like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark! the horrid sound Has raised up his head! As awaked from the dead, And amazed, he stares around. Revenge! revenge!
第 51 頁 - With flying fingers touched the lyre: The trembling notes ascend the sky And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove Who left his blissful seats above, Such is the power of mighty love ! A dragon's fiery form belied the god; Sublime on radiant spires he rode When he to fair Olympia...
第 319 頁 - Chase from our minds the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; And, lest our feet should step astray, Protect and guide us in the way. Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe : Give us thyself, that we may see The Father, and the Son, by thee. Immortal honor, endless fame, Attend the...
第 363 頁 - He makes the figs our mouths to meet, And throws the melons at our feet; But apples plants of such a price, No tree could ever bear them twice...
第 52 頁 - Changed his hand and checked his pride. He chose a mournful muse Soft pity to infuse : He sung Darius great and good, By too severe a fate Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen...
第 31 頁 - Sleepless ! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees ; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep ! by any stealth : So do not let me wear...
第 347 頁 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
第 362 頁 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, . Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side.