Come Hither: A Collection of Rhymes and Poems for the Young of All Ages, Հատոր 1A. A. Knopf, 1923 - 696 էջ |
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Արդյունքներ 72–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... springs and streams , but the rare - birds ' nesting - places and the rarer wild flowers , the eatable or poisonous fruits , trees , animal lairs , withies for whips , clay for modelling , elder shoots for pitch pipes , pebbles for his ...
... springs and streams , but the rare - birds ' nesting - places and the rarer wild flowers , the eatable or poisonous fruits , trees , animal lairs , withies for whips , clay for modelling , elder shoots for pitch pipes , pebbles for his ...
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... Springs On chaliced Flowres that lyes : And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their Golden eyes : With every thing that pretty is , My Lady sweet , arise : Arise , arise ! 6 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE LARK NOW LEAVES HIS WATERY NEST THE ...
... Springs On chaliced Flowres that lyes : And winking Mary - buds begin To ope their Golden eyes : With every thing that pretty is , My Lady sweet , arise : Arise , arise ! 6 WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE LARK NOW LEAVES HIS WATERY NEST THE ...
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... Spring , And gentle odours led my steps astray , Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf , which lay Under a copse , and hardly dared to fling Its green arms round the bosom of the stream , But kissed it and ...
... Spring , And gentle odours led my steps astray , Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf , which lay Under a copse , and hardly dared to fling Its green arms round the bosom of the stream , But kissed it and ...
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... Springtime and in May ; Green fruit a - ripening , And Winter fled away . The Queen she sits upon the strand , Fair as lily , white as wand ; Seven billows on the sea , Horses riding fast and free , And bells beyond the sand . AS WE ...
... Springtime and in May ; Green fruit a - ripening , And Winter fled away . The Queen she sits upon the strand , Fair as lily , white as wand ; Seven billows on the sea , Horses riding fast and free , And bells beyond the sand . AS WE ...
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... springs so fresh , green , and gay ; We tell you of a blossoming and buds on every tree , Drawing near unto the merry month of May . Rise up , the master of this house , put on your charm of gold , For the summer springs so fresh ...
... springs so fresh , green , and gay ; We tell you of a blossoming and buds on every tree , Drawing near unto the merry month of May . Rise up , the master of this house , put on your charm of gold , For the summer springs so fresh ...
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Come Hither: A Collection of Rhymes and Poems for the Young of All Ages, Հատոր 1 Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1923 |
Come Hither: A Collection of Rhymes and Poems for the Young of All Ages Walter De la Mare Դիտել հնարավոր չէ - 2011 |
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bells bird bonny breast bright called CHRISTINA ROSSETTI cold dance dark dark Rosaleen dead dear death door doth dream earth EMILY BRONTË eyes fair Fair Annie fear flowers gentle gold gone green hair hame hand hath hear heard heart heaven hill John JOHN KEATS John Peel King lady light looked Lord maid MARY COLERIDGE merry Miss Taroone moon morning mother Nahum's never night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Peter Gurney play poem rhyme ring ROBERT HERRICK roses round sail shadow shining ship sigh silent silver sing sleep snow song sorrow soul stanza stars sweet tears tell thee things Thomas Thomas Campion thou tree Twas Uncle Tom Cobley unto voice weep wild WILLIAM WILLIAM BLAKE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wind wings wood words young
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Էջ 97 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Էջ 175 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Էջ 213 - SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass ! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen ! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Էջ 635 - But now my task is smoothly done: I can fly, or I can run, Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bowed welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon.
Էջ 218 - WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With...
Էջ 41 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Էջ 455 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies ; How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries...
Էջ 274 - THEY are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here ; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear.
Էջ 59 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. / was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my ANNABEL LEE — .With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Էջ 60 - For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.