The Gypsy Trail: An Anthology for Campers, เล่มที่ 1M. Kennerley, 1914 - 397 หน้า |
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... RIVER • Charles Kingsley 161 THUS THE MAYNE GLIDETH • Robert Browning 162 LITTLE LAC GRENIER CANADIAN BOAT SONG · . W. H. Drummond 163 Thomas Moore • 164 THE RIVULET ASIA'S SONG • • BUT THE MAJESTIC RIVER Percy Bysshe Shelley 165 Percy ...
... RIVER • Charles Kingsley 161 THUS THE MAYNE GLIDETH • Robert Browning 162 LITTLE LAC GRENIER CANADIAN BOAT SONG · . W. H. Drummond 163 Thomas Moore • 164 THE RIVULET ASIA'S SONG • • BUT THE MAJESTIC RIVER Percy Bysshe Shelley 165 Percy ...
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... river - channel where bulrushes tell That the water was wont to go warbling so softly and well . How good is man's life , the mere living ! how fit to em- ploy All the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy ! Robert Browning ...
... river - channel where bulrushes tell That the water was wont to go warbling so softly and well . How good is man's life , the mere living ! how fit to em- ploy All the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy ! Robert Browning ...
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... river - ark on the ocean brine , Long I've been tossed like the driven foam ; But now , proud world , I'm going home . Good - bye to Flattery's fawning face , To Grandeur , with his wise grimace , To upstart Wealth's averted eye , To ...
... river - ark on the ocean brine , Long I've been tossed like the driven foam ; But now , proud world , I'm going home . Good - bye to Flattery's fawning face , To Grandeur , with his wise grimace , To upstart Wealth's averted eye , To ...
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... rivers , And thy great heart beats and quivers To revive the days that were , Make me over , mother April , When the sap begins to stir ! Take my dust and all my dreaming , Count my heart - beats one by one , Send them where the winters ...
... rivers , And thy great heart beats and quivers To revive the days that were , Make me over , mother April , When the sap begins to stir ! Take my dust and all my dreaming , Count my heart - beats one by one , Send them where the winters ...
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... a slanderous tongue . Come , heart , where hill is heaped upon hill : For there the mystical brotherhood Of sun and moon and hollow and wood And river 8 THE GYPSY TRAIL INTO THE TWILIGHT THE INVITATION William Butler Yeats.
... a slanderous tongue . Come , heart , where hill is heaped upon hill : For there the mystical brotherhood Of sun and moon and hollow and wood And river 8 THE GYPSY TRAIL INTO THE TWILIGHT THE INVITATION William Butler Yeats.
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A. E. Housman Allons autumn beauty Behold beneath bird bless Bliss Carman blow blue boughs breast breath bright calm clouds dark dear death deep doth dream earth eternal eyes fair feet fire flame float flowers foam forest gleam golden green happy Hark hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills John Keats Joseph von Eichendorff Lac Grenier Lady of Shalott land leaves light live lonely Lord Lord Tennyson moon morning mountain never night o'er Percy Bysshe Shelley pine praise rain Ralph Waldo Emerson river road Robert Louis Stevenson rocks round sail Samian wine shadows shining shore silent sing sleep smile snow soft song soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet thee thine things thou art thought thro tree unto voice Walt Whitman wander waters waves wild William Wordsworth wind wings woods
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หน้า 237 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be : In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours : I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
หน้า 356 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
หน้า 314 - See, at his feet, some little plan or chart, Some fragment from his dream of human life, Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song; Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business...
หน้า 312 - There was a time when meadow, grove and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
หน้า 8 - And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.
หน้า 345 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
หน้า 316 - What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction : not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast...
หน้า 48 - THEN the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said : Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? Gird up now thy loins like a man; For I will demand of thee and answer thou me.
หน้า 321 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
หน้า 346 - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; Forever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.