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... feet Hath led me who knows how ? To thy chamber - window , Sweet ! The wandering airs they faint CCXV . 5 On the dark , the silent stream- 10 The champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies ...
... feet Hath led me who knows how ? To thy chamber - window , Sweet ! The wandering airs they faint CCXV . 5 On the dark , the silent stream- 10 The champak odours fail Like sweet thoughts in a dream ; The nightingale's complaint It dies ...
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... feet disperse the powdery snow , That rises up like smoke . The storm came on before its time : She wander'd up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb : But never reach'd the town . -15 20 20 25 25 30 30 The wretched parents all that ...
... feet disperse the powdery snow , That rises up like smoke . The storm came on before its time : She wander'd up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb : But never reach'd the town . -15 20 20 25 25 30 30 The wretched parents all that ...
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... feet to tread them down : — 25 Shine on her sweetly scented road , Thou star of evening's purple dome , That lead'st the nightingale abroad , And guid'st the pilgrim to his home . Shine where my charmer's sweeter breath Embalms the soft ...
... feet to tread them down : — 25 Shine on her sweetly scented road , Thou star of evening's purple dome , That lead'st the nightingale abroad , And guid'st the pilgrim to his home . Shine where my charmer's sweeter breath Embalms the soft ...
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... feet , And make submission meet To our King . ' Then Denmark bless'd our chief That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose , 45 As death withdrew his shades from the day : 50 While the ...
... feet , And make submission meet To our King . ' Then Denmark bless'd our chief That he gave her wounds repose ; And the sounds of joy and grief From her people wildly rose , 45 As death withdrew his shades from the day : 50 While the ...
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... feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre . T. Campbell . 25 30 AFTER BLENHEIM . It was a summer evening , Old Kaspar's work was done , And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun ; And by him sported on the green His little ...
... feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre . T. Campbell . 25 30 AFTER BLENHEIM . It was a summer evening , Old Kaspar's work was done , And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun ; And by him sported on the green His little ...
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Aeneid anapaests ancient ballad beauty beneath birds bower breath bright Campbell child clouds Coleridge couplet dactylic dark dead death deep delight doth dream earth English epithet eyes F. W. H. Myers Faerie Queene fair feel feet flower French Gala Water glory golden Greek green H. F. Lyte happy hath heard heart heaven hour J. A. Symonds Keats Kubla Khan L'Allegro ladies gay light lines live look'd Lord Matthew Arnold metre Milton mind morning mountain Nature never night o'er Ode to Duty P. B. Shelley Paradise Lost poem poet poetry rhymes river round Ruth Scott seem'd sense Shakespeare Shelley's silent sing sleep soft song sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit stanza star sweet syllable tears Tennyson thee thine things thou art thought tree trochaic trochee verse voice waves wild wind word Wordsworth Yarrow youth
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Page 220 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook, In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Page 9 - SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies ; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes : Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Page 87 - The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee : A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company...
Page 125 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest...
Page 73 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not : Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Page 52 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon. Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 71 - The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight.
Page 41 - Milton ! thou shouldst be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen. Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men : Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Page 137 - Full soon thy soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! O joy! that in our embers Is something that doth live, That Nature yet remembers What was so fugitive!
Page 46 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him, — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.