The Way to Poetry: An Anthology to English Verse from Chaucer to Sidney Keyes1955 - 708 էջ |
From inside the book
Արդյունքներ 57–ի 1-ից 3-ը:
Էջ 63
... plays if so I sing ; He lends me every lovely thing , Yet cruel he my heart doth sting : Whist , wanton , still ye ! Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence , And bind you , when you long to play , For your offence . I'll shut ...
... plays if so I sing ; He lends me every lovely thing , Yet cruel he my heart doth sting : Whist , wanton , still ye ! Else I with roses every day Will whip you hence , And bind you , when you long to play , For your offence . I'll shut ...
Էջ 102
... played it wrong , " 66 99 ' Tis true , " says Hugh , and so says Sue , And so says every one . The fiddler then began To play the tune again , And every girl did trip it , trip it , trip it up and down . And every girl did trip it ...
... played it wrong , " 66 99 ' Tis true , " says Hugh , and so says Sue , And so says every one . The fiddler then began To play the tune again , And every girl did trip it , trip it , trip it up and down . And every girl did trip it ...
Էջ 494
... play , Be firth , forest , or fauld . " " Makyne , the nicht is soft and dry , The weddir is warm and fair , And the green wud richt near us by To walk attour all where ; There may na janglour us espy , That is to lufe contrair ...
... play , Be firth , forest , or fauld . " " Makyne , the nicht is soft and dry , The weddir is warm and fair , And the green wud richt near us by To walk attour all where ; There may na janglour us espy , That is to lufe contrair ...
Common terms and phrases
A. E. Housman ALFRED TENNYSON arms Arthur a Bland beauty birds blood blow breast breath bright cloud dark dead dear death delight doth dreams earth eyes face fair fear flowers frae G. K. Chesterton glory gold grave green Greensleeves hair hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven herte hill honour John Pudney Kilmeny King lady land leave light live look Lord lyric mind moon morn never night o'er Peter Gurney Poems poetry poets Queen rose round shadows Sidney Keyes sigh sight sing sleep smile song soul spirit spring stars stood sweet T. S. Eliot tears tell thee ther thine things thou art thought tree Uncle Tom Cobley unto voice W. H. Davies whan William Wordsworth wind wings youth