The Oxford Library of English Poetry: Sackville to KeatsJohn Wain Oxford University Press, 1986 - 511 էջ |
From inside the book
Արդյունքներ 74–ի 1-ից 3-ը:
Էջ 98
... dead . The wind is up : hark how it howls ! Methinks Till now I never heard a sound so dreary . Doors creak , and windows clap , and night's foul bird , Rook'd in the spire , screams loud ! The gloomy aisles , Black - plaister'd , and ...
... dead . The wind is up : hark how it howls ! Methinks Till now I never heard a sound so dreary . Doors creak , and windows clap , and night's foul bird , Rook'd in the spire , screams loud ! The gloomy aisles , Black - plaister'd , and ...
Էջ 325
... dead . But the curse liveth for him in the eye of the dead men . I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . I looked to heaven , and tried to pray ; But or ever ...
... dead . But the curse liveth for him in the eye of the dead men . I looked upon the rotting sea , And drew my eyes away ; I looked upon the rotting deck , And there the dead men lay . I looked to heaven , and tried to pray ; But or ever ...
Էջ 346
... Dead ; with them I live in long - past years , Their virtues love , their faults condemn , Partake their hopes and fears , And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind . My hopes are with the Dead ; anon My place ...
... Dead ; with them I live in long - past years , Their virtues love , their faults condemn , Partake their hopes and fears , And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind . My hopes are with the Dead ; anon My place ...
Բովանդակություն
CHARLES SACKVILLE EARL Of Dorset 16381706 | 1 |
ANNE COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA ?16601720 | 10 |
WILLIAM CONGREVE 16701729 | 19 |
Հեղինակային իրավունք | |
30 այլ բաժինները չեն ցուցադրվում
Այլ խմբագրություններ - View all
Common terms and phrases
arms beauty beneath bless breath bright charms clouds cold comes dark dead dear death deep delight dream earth eyes face fair fear feel fields fire flowers give gone grave green grief hand happy head hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour kings land leaves less light live look mind morning Nature never night o'er once pain pale pass pleasure poor pride rest rise rose round scene seen shade side sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spread stood stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought Till tree turn voice waves wide wild wind wings wish woods young youth