The Golden Treasury: Selected from the Best Songs and Lyrical Poems in the English Language and Arranged with Notes |
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... sweet unlearnéd eye On our own isle , she raised a joyous cry , ' Oh ! yes , I see it , Letty's home is there ! ' And , while she hid all England with a kiss , Bright over Europe fell her golden hair . C. Tennyson - Turner IV THE ...
... sweet unlearnéd eye On our own isle , she raised a joyous cry , ' Oh ! yes , I see it , Letty's home is there ! ' And , while she hid all England with a kiss , Bright over Europe fell her golden hair . C. Tennyson - Turner IV THE ...
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... sweet brow the cap close - set Hardly lets peep the golden hair ; Through the soft - open'd lips the air Scarcely moves the coverlet . One little wandering arm is thrown At random on the counterpane , And often the fingers close in ...
... sweet brow the cap close - set Hardly lets peep the golden hair ; Through the soft - open'd lips the air Scarcely moves the coverlet . One little wandering arm is thrown At random on the counterpane , And often the fingers close in ...
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... I ween they smelt as sweet . It did not move my grief , to see The trace of human step departed . Because the garden was deserted , The blither place for me ! Friends , blame me not ! a narrow ken Hath 6 The Golden Treasury.
... I ween they smelt as sweet . It did not move my grief , to see The trace of human step departed . Because the garden was deserted , The blither place for me ! Friends , blame me not ! a narrow ken Hath 6 The Golden Treasury.
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... sweet unlearnéd eye On our own isle , she raised a joyous cry , ' Oh ! yes , I see it , Letty's home is there ! ' And , while she hid all England with a kiss , Bright over Europe fell her golden hair . C. Tennyson - Turner IV THE ...
... sweet unlearnéd eye On our own isle , she raised a joyous cry , ' Oh ! yes , I see it , Letty's home is there ! ' And , while she hid all England with a kiss , Bright over Europe fell her golden hair . C. Tennyson - Turner IV THE ...
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... sweet brow the cap close - set Hardly lets peep the golden hair ; Through the soft - open'd lips the air Scarcely moves the coverlet . One little wandering arm is thrown At random on the counterpane , And often the fingers close in ...
... sweet brow the cap close - set Hardly lets peep the golden hair ; Through the soft - open'd lips the air Scarcely moves the coverlet . One little wandering arm is thrown At random on the counterpane , And often the fingers close in ...
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Page 166 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! 10 And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Page 157 - I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore, And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Page 156 - Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Page 77 - I wish that he were come to me, For he will come,' she said. 'Have I not prayed in Heaven? - on earth, Lord, Lord, has he not pray'd?
Page 97 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade ! " Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Page 151 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry, "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Page 149 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made : Our times are in His hand Who saith "A whole I planned, "Youth shows but half; trust God: see all nor be afraid!
Page 13 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling...
Page 93 - Sir Richard spoke and he laugh'd, and we roar'da hurrah, and so The little Revenge ran on sheer into the heart of the foe, With her hundred fighters on deck, and her ninety sick below; For half of their fleet to the right and half to the left were seen, And the little Revenge ran on thro