The Golden Treasury: Of the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English LanguageDigiCat, 10 օգս, 2022 թ. - 188 էջ The Golden Treasury by Various is a rich collection of classic poems from different time periods and authors, carefully curated to showcase the beauty and diversity of poetry. The book presents a mix of both well-known and lesser-known works, highlighting the significance and impact of each poem. The literary style ranges from traditional verse to experimental form, providing readers with a comprehensive survey of poetic techniques and themes. The Golden Treasury is a timeless anthology that appeals to both poetry enthusiasts and newcomers, offering a journey through the power of language and imagination. It serves as a valuable resource for studying the evolution of poetry and its enduring influence on society. Various's careful selection and arrangement make this anthology a unique and indispensable addition to any literary collection. |
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... heart surprize. Now, Flora, deck thyself in fairest guise: ye winds would hear If that A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre, Your furious chiding stay; Let Zephyr only breathe And with her tresses play. —The winds all silent are, And ...
... heart surprize. Now, Flora, deck thyself in fairest guise: ye winds would hear If that A voice surpassing far Amphion's lyre, Your furious chiding stay; Let Zephyr only breathe And with her tresses play. —The winds all silent are, And ...
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... heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify: As easy might I from my self depart As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie; That is my home of love, if I have ranged, Like him that travels, I return again, Just to the time, not ...
... heart, Though absence seem'd my flame to qualify: As easy might I from my self depart As from my soul which in thy breast doth lie; That is my home of love, if I have ranged, Like him that travels, I return again, Just to the time, not ...
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... her virtues so divine: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline! Heigh ho, my heart! would God that she were mine! T. LODGE. 17. COLIN. Beauty sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her; The winds blew calm , the birds did sing ,
... her virtues so divine: Heigh ho, fair Rosaline! Heigh ho, my heart! would God that she were mine! T. LODGE. 17. COLIN. Beauty sat bathing by a spring Where fairest shades did hide her; The winds blew calm , the birds did sing ,
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... thy breast And thy relenting heart would kindly warm. O if thy pride did not our joys controul, What world of loving wonders should'st thou see! For if I saw thee once transform'd in me, Then in thy bosom I would pour my soul; Then.
... thy breast And thy relenting heart would kindly warm. O if thy pride did not our joys controul, What world of loving wonders should'st thou see! For if I saw thee once transform'd in me, Then in thy bosom I would pour my soul; Then.
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... heart, and I have his, By just exchange one to the other given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, There never was a better bargain driven: My true love hath my heart, and I have his. His heart in me keeps him and me in one, My heart ...
... heart, and I have his, By just exchange one to the other given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, There never was a better bargain driven: My true love hath my heart, and I have his. His heart in me keeps him and me in one, My heart ...
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