Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ...Macmillan and Company, Limited, 1901 |
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Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics: Book Second Francis Turner Palgrave,W. Bell No preview available - 2017 |
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Aeneid anapaests Autumn ballad beauty beneath birds bower breath bright Campbell child clouds Coleridge County Guy couplet dactylic dark dead death deep delight dost doth dream earth English eyes F. T. Palgrave fair Fancy feel feet flowers Gala Water gentle glory golden green H. F. Lyte happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills hour Keats Kubla Khan ladies gay light lines live look'd Lord Lord Byron Metre Milton mind morning mountains Nature NEIDPATH CASTLE never night o'er Ode to Duty Ozymandias P. B. Shelley poem poet poetry rhymes round Ruth S. T. Coleridge Scott seem'd sense Shelley's shore silent sing sleep soft song sonnet sorrow soul sound spirit stanza star storm sweet syllable tears 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.