The Chilswell Book of English PoetryLongmans, Green, 1926 - 272 էջ |
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... hour for retiring : And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing . Slowly and sadly we laid him down , From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line , we raised not a stone , But we left ...
... hour for retiring : And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing . Slowly and sadly we laid him down , From the field of his fame fresh and gory : We carved not a line , we raised not a stone , But we left ...
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... , thousand of years , If all were told : Give to these children , new from the world , Silence and love ; And the long dew - dropping hours of the night , And the stars above : 38 * Give to these children , new from the 25.
... , thousand of years , If all were told : Give to these children , new from the world , Silence and love ; And the long dew - dropping hours of the night , And the stars above : 38 * Give to these children , new from the 25.
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... hour , That agony returns : And till my ghastly tale is told , This heart within me burns . ' I pass , like night , from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see , I know the man that must hear me ...
... hour , That agony returns : And till my ghastly tale is told , This heart within me burns . ' I pass , like night , from land to land ; I have strange power of speech ; That moment that his face I see , I know the man that must hear me ...
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... , The lightest wind was in its nest , The tempest in its home . The whispering waves were half asleep , The clouds were gone to play , And on the bosom of the deep The smile of Heaven lay ; It seem'd as if the hour were one Sent from 63.
... , The lightest wind was in its nest , The tempest in its home . The whispering waves were half asleep , The clouds were gone to play , And on the bosom of the deep The smile of Heaven lay ; It seem'd as if the hour were one Sent from 63.
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It seem'd as if the hour were one Sent from beyond the skies , Which scatter'd from above the sun A light of Paradise . II We paused amid the pines that stood The giants of the waste , Tortured by storms to shapes as rude As serpents ...
It seem'd as if the hour were one Sent from beyond the skies , Which scatter'd from above the sun A light of Paradise . II We paused amid the pines that stood The giants of the waste , Tortured by storms to shapes as rude As serpents ...
Common terms and phrases
A. E. Housman auld auld lang syne beauty beneath birds blow breath bright Burns calm Cassius cloud cold dark dead dear death deep delight doth dread dream earth echoing Green eyes fair Farewell flowers glory grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry Newbolt hill John Anderson king Kirconnell land Laurence Binyon leaves light live lonely Lord loud Lycidas maun Milton mist moon morning never night o'er pain pale peace Plymouth Hoe poem QUINQUEREME rest Ring round seem'd Shakespeare Shelley ship shore silent sing sleep song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stanza stars stream sweet syne tears thee thine things thou art thought tree True Thomas Twas voice W. B. Yeats W. H. Davies waves weary wild wind wings woods youth