The World's Best Poetry ...John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard J. D. Morris, 1904 - English poetry |
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... o'er the tops of highest mountains skipping , Out o'er the hills , the trees and valleys tripping , Out o'er the ocean seas , without an oar or shipping . Hallo , my fancy , whither wilt thou go ? Amidst the misty vapors , Fain would I ...
... o'er the tops of highest mountains skipping , Out o'er the hills , the trees and valleys tripping , Out o'er the ocean seas , without an oar or shipping . Hallo , my fancy , whither wilt thou go ? Amidst the misty vapors , Fain would I ...
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... O'er lawyers ' fingers , who straight dream on fees ; O'er ladies ' lips , who straight on kisses dream , — Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues , Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are : Sometime she gallops o'er a ...
... O'er lawyers ' fingers , who straight dream on fees ; O'er ladies ' lips , who straight on kisses dream , — Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues , Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are : Sometime she gallops o'er a ...
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... the hazel - tree ; For Kilmeny was pure as pure could be . But lang may her minny look o'er the wa ' , And lang may she seek i ' the green - wood shaw ; Lang the laird of Duneira blame , And lang , FAIRIES : ELVES : SPRITES . 21.
... the hazel - tree ; For Kilmeny was pure as pure could be . But lang may her minny look o'er the wa ' , And lang may she seek i ' the green - wood shaw ; Lang the laird of Duneira blame , And lang , FAIRIES : ELVES : SPRITES . 21.
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... 66 Lang have I journeyed the world wide , " A meek and reverend fere replied ; " Baith night and day I have watched the fair Eident a thousand years and mair . Yes , I have watched o'er ilk degree , Wherever FAIRIES : ELVES : SPRITES . 23.
... 66 Lang have I journeyed the world wide , " A meek and reverend fere replied ; " Baith night and day I have watched the fair Eident a thousand years and mair . Yes , I have watched o'er ilk degree , Wherever FAIRIES : ELVES : SPRITES . 23.
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... o'er ilk degree , Wherever blooms femenitye ; But sinless virgin , free of stain , In mind and body , fand I nane . Never , since the banquet of time , Found I a virgin in her prime , Till late this bonny maiden I saw , As spotless as ...
... o'er ilk degree , Wherever blooms femenitye ; But sinless virgin , free of stain , In mind and body , fand I nane . Never , since the banquet of time , Found I a virgin in her prime , Till late this bonny maiden I saw , As spotless as ...
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beauty beneath bird blow breast breath breeze bright Camelot Cleon clouds cried dark dead dear death deep door doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER EDWIN MARKHAM eyes fair fairy fancy fear flower frae FRIEDRICH VON SCHILLER gleam golden gray hair hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hour Jean François Millet JOHN KEATS JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE Judas Iscariot Kilmeny Labor lady lady of Shalott land laugh light lips live looked Lord mind moon Moonlight Song murmured never Nevermore night o'er once passion PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE poet rest Rhocus river rose round shadows Shalott shore sigh silence sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul of Judas sound spirit stars stood stream sweet tears tell thee things thou thought toil Translation Ulalume voice wave weary wild wind wine wings
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Page 119 - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold; And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald...
Page 317 - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Page 124 - See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!
Page 129 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
Page 121 - The Sun now rose upon the right : Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners...
Page 399 - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have...
Page 122 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 130 - Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Page 221 - There, on beds of violets blue And fresh-blown roses washed in dew, Filled her with thee, a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee...