The Flower of the Mind: A Choice Among the Best PoemsG. Richards, 1904 - 347 lappuses |
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v. lappuse
... pass between the publication of one general anthology and the making of another . The enterprise would be a sorry one if it were really arbitrary , and if an anthologist should give effect to passionate preferences without authority ...
... pass between the publication of one general anthology and the making of another . The enterprise would be a sorry one if it were really arbitrary , and if an anthologist should give effect to passionate preferences without authority ...
12. lappuse
... pass . Ring ye the bells , to make it wear away , And bonfires make all day ; And dance about them , and about them sing , That all the woods may answer , and your echo ring ! Ah ! when will this long weary day have end , And lend me ...
... pass . Ring ye the bells , to make it wear away , And bonfires make all day ; And dance about them , and about them sing , That all the woods may answer , and your echo ring ! Ah ! when will this long weary day have end , And lend me ...
62. lappuse
... Pass by his troubled senses ; sing his pain Like hollow murmuring wind or silver rain ; Into this prince gently , oh , gently slide And 62 John Fletcher JOHN FLETCHER (1579-1625) INVOCATION TO SLEEP, FROM VALENTINIAN TO BACCHUS PAGE.
... Pass by his troubled senses ; sing his pain Like hollow murmuring wind or silver rain ; Into this prince gently , oh , gently slide And 62 John Fletcher JOHN FLETCHER (1579-1625) INVOCATION TO SLEEP, FROM VALENTINIAN TO BACCHUS PAGE.
105. lappuse
... pass away , And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day . Yea , Truth and Justice then Will down return to men , Orbed in a rainbow ; and , like glories wearing , Mercy will sit between Throned in celestial sheen , With radiant ...
... pass away , And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day . Yea , Truth and Justice then Will down return to men , Orbed in a rainbow ; and , like glories wearing , Mercy will sit between Throned in celestial sheen , With radiant ...
119. lappuse
... coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destined urn ; And , as he passes , turn And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud . For we were nursed upon the self - same hill 119 John Milton LYCIDAS.
... coy excuse : So may some gentle Muse With lucky words favour my destined urn ; And , as he passes , turn And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud . For we were nursed upon the self - same hill 119 John Milton LYCIDAS.
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Andrew Marvell ANNA LAETITIA BARBAULD beauty beneath birds blest bower breast breath bright calm CHARLES LAMB cheek Cherry Ripe child cloud cold dance dark dead dear death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth eyes fair fear flowers gentle glory golden grave green grief hame hand happy HARTLEY COLERIDGE hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Vaughan holy hour Kirconnell kiss lamb land land of mist leaves light lips live look loud Love's Lycidas maidens mighty heart moon morning mountains muse ne'er never night numbers o'er pale poem poet rose round sails Samian wine shade shine ship sigh sight silent sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stanza stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought top-mast Twas voice wander waves weary Wedding-Guest weep wild wind wind-flowers wings Yarrow
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