Festival of Song ...Frederick Saunders |
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Page 33
... hope that there it could not wither'd be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe , and sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows , and smells , I swear , not of itself , but thee . Still to be neat , still to be drest , As you were ...
... hope that there it could not wither'd be ; But thou thereon didst only breathe , and sent'st it back to me ; Since when it grows , and smells , I swear , not of itself , but thee . Still to be neat , still to be drest , As you were ...
Page 46
... hope can shake the frame Of his resolved powers ; nor all the wind Of vanity or malice pierce to wrong His settled peace , or to disturb the same ; What a fair seat hath he , from whence he may The boundless wastes and wilds of man ...
... hope can shake the frame Of his resolved powers ; nor all the wind Of vanity or malice pierce to wrong His settled peace , or to disturb the same ; What a fair seat hath he , from whence he may The boundless wastes and wilds of man ...
Page 49
... friend : This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall ; Lord of himself — though not of lands , And having nothing , yet hath all . WOTTON is also justly celebrated for his brilliant stanzas ad- D 49.
... friend : This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall ; Lord of himself — though not of lands , And having nothing , yet hath all . WOTTON is also justly celebrated for his brilliant stanzas ad- D 49.
Page 70
... hope to find , And think to burst out into sudden blaze , Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears , And slits the thin - spun life . How much the world is indebted to the " blind old master of English song , " it would be ...
... hope to find , And think to burst out into sudden blaze , Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears , And slits the thin - spun life . How much the world is indebted to the " blind old master of English song , " it would be ...
Page 83
... hope , this fond desire , This longing after immortality ? Or , whence this secret dread , and inward horror , Of falling into naught ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself , and startles at destruction ? ' Tis the Divinity that stirs ...
... hope , this fond desire , This longing after immortality ? Or , whence this secret dread , and inward horror , Of falling into naught ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself , and startles at destruction ? ' Tis the Divinity that stirs ...
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angels Annabel Lee bard beautiful bell Ben Jonson beneath birds bless bloom bower breast breath bright brow charm clouds dark dear death deep delight Dismal Swamp divine doth dreams dull earth dwelling earth eyes Faerie Queene fair fear flowers genius gentle GEOFFREY CHAUCER glory glow golden grace grave green hand happy hath hear heart heaven hour kiss leaves light lines live look Lord Dorset lyre lyric melody mind moon morning muse Nature's never night noble numbers nymph o'er old oaken bucket pale passage pleasure poem poet poetic poetry rill rose round shade shining sigh sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stanzas stars stream summer sweet Tabard tears tell thee thine thought tree Twas Tybalt verse voice wave weary weep wild wind wings youth