Lyrics of love, from Shakespeare to Tennyson, selected and arranged, with notes, by W.D. Adams, Ausgabe 651H.S. King & Company, 1874 - 252 Seiten |
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... ( Percy Bysshe Shelley ) , xv . LOVE'S EMBLEMS ( Beaumont and Fletcher ) , xvi . LOVE - LIGHT ( Hartley Coleridge ) , xvii . LOVE'S LOVERS ( Dante Gabriel Rossetti ) , xviii . 13 · 14 • 14 15 • 15 · LOVE'S ECHOES ( Alfred Tennyson ) , xix .
... ( Percy Bysshe Shelley ) , xv . LOVE'S EMBLEMS ( Beaumont and Fletcher ) , xvi . LOVE - LIGHT ( Hartley Coleridge ) , xvii . LOVE'S LOVERS ( Dante Gabriel Rossetti ) , xviii . 13 · 14 • 14 15 • 15 · LOVE'S ECHOES ( Alfred Tennyson ) , xix .
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... light . But now her looks are coy and cold , To mine they ne'er reply , And yet I cease not to behold The love - light in her eye ; Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are . Hartley Coleridge . XVIII . LOVE'S ...
... light . But now her looks are coy and cold , To mine they ne'er reply , And yet I cease not to behold The love - light in her eye ; Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are . Hartley Coleridge . XVIII . LOVE'S ...
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... light shakes across the lakes , And the wild cataract leaps in glory . Blow , bugle , blow ; set the wild echoes flying ; Blow , bugle ; answer , echoes , dying , dying , dying . O hark ! O hear ! how thin and clear , And thinner ...
... light shakes across the lakes , And the wild cataract leaps in glory . Blow , bugle , blow ; set the wild echoes flying ; Blow , bugle ; answer , echoes , dying , dying , dying . O hark ! O hear ! how thin and clear , And thinner ...
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... light he sings . Awake , awake , the morn will never rise , Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes . The merchant bows unto the seaman's star ; The ploughman from the sun his season takes ; But still the lover wonders what they are ...
... light he sings . Awake , awake , the morn will never rise , Till she can dress her beauty at your eyes . The merchant bows unto the seaman's star ; The ploughman from the sun his season takes ; But still the lover wonders what they are ...
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... light , Thou and I , dear , I and thou ? Augusta Webster . XXXVI . LOVE'S SEASON , SPRING . IT was a lover and his lass With a hey and a ho , and a hey - nonino ! That o'er the green cornfield did pass In the spring time , the only ...
... light , Thou and I , dear , I and thou ? Augusta Webster . XXXVI . LOVE'S SEASON , SPRING . IT was a lover and his lass With a hey and a ho , and a hey - nonino ! That o'er the green cornfield did pass In the spring time , the only ...
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adieu Love Alfred Tennyson Algernon Charles Swinburne beauty birds blush bonnie breast breath bright brow cheek Christina Rossetti cold Crown 8vo dead dear delight dost doth dream DYING OF UNKINDNESS Edmund Waller Elizabeth Barrett Browning fair fancy fear flower forget grace hear heaven Heigh-ho hour John Leicester Warren kind kiss lady light lips live look love anew love thee love true LOVE'S AFTER-YEARS LOVE'S DESPAIR LOVE'S FAREWELL LOVE'S PETITION LOVE'S PRAISES LOVE'S PROTESTATION lover lute lyric maid mind ne'er never night o'er pain Percy Bysshe Shelley poem Robert Herrick rose Samuel Taylor Coleridge sigh silent sing Sir John Suckling smile soft song Sonnet sorrow soul star sweet tears tell tender things Thomas Carew thou art Thou lov'st amiss Thou must begin thought thy love true love untrue Love verse weep William Shakespeare wind wings
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 46 - All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.
Seite 77 - SHE was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight ; A lovely apparition sent To be a moment's ornament ; Her eyes as stars of twilight fair ; Like twilight's, too, her dusky hair ; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful dawn ; A dancing shape, an image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Seite 90 - 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 honor more.
Seite 199 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Seite 198 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, but let them go, And be you blithe and bonny, Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Seite 112 - 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...
Seite 104 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost...
Seite 140 - Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old time is still a,flying: And this same flower that smiles to,day To,morrow will be dying.
Seite 12 - And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies : A cap of flowers, and a kirtle, Embroider"d all with leaves of myrtle.
Seite 162 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.