The World's Best Poetry ...J.D. Morris, 1904 |
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Pagina xiii
... never so skillfully contrived , can ever take the place of the living artist . The pianola can never rival the living performer ; nor the orches trion the orchestra ; nor the chromo the painting . No mechanical device has yet been ...
... never so skillfully contrived , can ever take the place of the living artist . The pianola can never rival the living performer ; nor the orches trion the orchestra ; nor the chromo the painting . No mechanical device has yet been ...
Pagina xxii
... never loved sae blindly , Never met - or never parted , We had ne'er been broken hearted . " Who but a poet can depict the perils of an un- conscious drifting apart , such as has destroyed many a friendship and wrecked many a married ...
... never loved sae blindly , Never met - or never parted , We had ne'er been broken hearted . " Who but a poet can depict the perils of an un- conscious drifting apart , such as has destroyed many a friendship and wrecked many a married ...
Pagina 7
... never loved a tree or flower But ' t was the first to fade away . I never nursed a dear gazelle , To glad me with its soft black eye , But when it came to know me well , And love me , it was sure to die ! Now , too , the joy most like ...
... never loved a tree or flower But ' t was the first to fade away . I never nursed a dear gazelle , To glad me with its soft black eye , But when it came to know me well , And love me , it was sure to die ! Now , too , the joy most like ...
Pagina 10
... never told her love , But let concealment , like a worm i ' the bud , Feed on her damask cheek ; she pined in thought ; And , with a green and yellow melancholy , She sat like Patience on a monument , Smiling at grief . Was not this ...
... never told her love , But let concealment , like a worm i ' the bud , Feed on her damask cheek ; she pined in thought ; And , with a green and yellow melancholy , She sat like Patience on a monument , Smiling at grief . Was not this ...
Pagina 11
... never bore So fair a lady on its deck , nor danced so light be fore- Alas for pleasure on the sea , and sorrow on the shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart has broken many more ! THOMAS HOOD . THE BANKS O ' DOON . YE banks and ...
... never bore So fair a lady on its deck , nor danced so light be fore- Alas for pleasure on the sea , and sorrow on the shore ! The smile that blest one lover's heart has broken many more ! THOMAS HOOD . THE BANKS O ' DOON . YE banks and ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
angels Annabel Lee Auf wiedersehen beauty behold bird blessed bloom breast breath bright brow calm child cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream dying earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes face fair faith fear flowers forever glory gone grave green grief hand hath hear heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW holy hope hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss light lips live look Lord LORD TENNYSON Mary morning mother never night o'er old Kentucky home pain pale peace praise pray prayer Queen rest Robin Adair rose shadows shining sigh silent sing Sir Launfal sleep smile snow song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tender thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD thou art thou hast thought voice WASHINGTON GLADDEN weary weep WILLIAM HAINES LYTLE wind words
Populaire passages
Pagina 366 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. VII. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Pagina 161 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Pagina 438 - Neaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we 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.
Pagina 166 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Pagina 167 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Pagina 31 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Pagina 360 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Pagina 143 - ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Pagina 366 - Shaped by himself with newly -learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song : Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife : But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside. And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
Pagina 32 - I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long Thy power hath...