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... flowering thorn ! Thou minds me o ' departed joys , Departed never to return . Aft hae I rov'd by bonnie Doon To see the rose and woodbine twine ; And ilka bird sang o ' its luve , And fondly sae did I o ' mine . Wi ' lightsome heart I ...
... flowering thorn ! Thou minds me o ' departed joys , Departed never to return . Aft hae I rov'd by bonnie Doon To see the rose and woodbine twine ; And ilka bird sang o ' its luve , And fondly sae did I o ' mine . Wi ' lightsome heart I ...
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... flowers and grass , which screen it from the view : Like a rose embower'd In its own green leaves , By warm winds deflower'd , Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy - winged thieves . Sound of vernal ...
... flowers and grass , which screen it from the view : Like a rose embower'd In its own green leaves , By warm winds deflower'd , Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy - winged thieves . Sound of vernal ...
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... flowers , All that ever was Joyous , and clear , and fresh , thy music doth surpass . Teach us , sprite or bird , What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine ...
... flowers , All that ever was Joyous , and clear , and fresh , thy music doth surpass . Teach us , sprite or bird , What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine ...
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... Flowers , " " The Fire of Driftwood , " are charged with a tenderness so wide and human that one does not stop to examine their credentials of thought too critically . If the unsympathetic find " The Psalm of Life " too elementary for ...
... Flowers , " " The Fire of Driftwood , " are charged with a tenderness so wide and human that one does not stop to examine their credentials of thought too critically . If the unsympathetic find " The Psalm of Life " too elementary for ...
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... bowers , And the vast minster seems a cross of flowers ! But fiends and dragons on the gargoyled eaves Watch the dead Christ between the living thieves , And , underneath , the traitor Judas lowers ! Ah 54 Six Sonnets from Longfellow.
... bowers , And the vast minster seems a cross of flowers ! But fiends and dragons on the gargoyled eaves Watch the dead Christ between the living thieves , And , underneath , the traitor Judas lowers ! Ah 54 Six Sonnets from Longfellow.
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Allen-a-Dale artist ballad Barbara Allen beauty bird Blessed Damosel Burns charm Chorus Crashaw dear death deep delight diction earth Echion English poetry exquisite eyes father feeling fire flowers fresh friends genius gift Grecian Urn Hamad Hamadryad hand happy hast heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Herrick human imagination immortal impulse INTRODUCTIONS TO NOTABLE Israfel Keats Landor later leaves lines literature lived Longfellow lyric magical master Matthew Arnold melody ment mind nature ness never noble NOTABLE POEMS o'er passion PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Petrarch phrase poet poetic qualities Rhaicos rich RICHARD LOVELACE ROBERT HERRICK Rossetti sense Shakespeare Shelley Shelley's singer singing song sonnets soul spirit sweet tenderness Tennyson Thallinos thee thine things thou art thought Tintern Abbey tion touch tree Ulysses voice WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wilt thou words Wordsworth wrote young
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Page 73 - To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened...
Page 42 - What thou art we know not; What is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a Poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Page 41 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see — we feel that it is there.
Page 206 - Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Page 193 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 100 - Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Page 207 - My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads...
Page 205 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
Page 44 - Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Or sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.