Love PoemsR.H.Woodward [& Company], 1893 - 238 páginas |
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... bright , That birds would sing , and think it were not night . See , how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! Oh , that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek ! Ful . Ay , me ! Rom . She speaks ! Oh , speak again ...
... bright , That birds would sing , and think it were not night . See , how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! Oh , that I were a glove upon that hand , That I might touch that cheek ! Ful . Ay , me ! Rom . She speaks ! Oh , speak again ...
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Rom . She speaks ! Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night , being o'er my head , As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white - upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him ...
Rom . She speaks ! Oh , speak again , bright angel ! for thou art As glorious to this night , being o'er my head , As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white - upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him ...
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... bright spring day That cometh with thee , dear . ' Tis the May light That crimsons all the quiet college gloom ; May it shine softly in thy sleeping - room And so , dear wife , good - night ! EDWIN ARNOLD . SERENADE . Ан , sweet ! thou ...
... bright spring day That cometh with thee , dear . ' Tis the May light That crimsons all the quiet college gloom ; May it shine softly in thy sleeping - room And so , dear wife , good - night ! EDWIN ARNOLD . SERENADE . Ан , sweet ! thou ...
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... bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows , simple wiles , Praise , blame , love , kisses , tears , and smiles . And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A being breathing thoughtful ...
... bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows , simple wiles , Praise , blame , love , kisses , tears , and smiles . And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A being breathing thoughtful ...
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... bright . And her hat , with shady brim , Made her tressy forehead dim ; Thus she stood amid the stooks , Praising God with sweetest looks : Sure , I said , Heaven did not mean Where I reap thou shouldst but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown ...
... bright . And her hat , with shady brim , Made her tressy forehead dim ; Thus she stood amid the stooks , Praising God with sweetest looks : Sure , I said , Heaven did not mean Where I reap thou shouldst but glean ; Lay thy sheaf adown ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER AE FOND KISS ALFRED TENNYSON angel beauty beloved birds bless bliss blossom blue bonnie bosom breast breath bright brow cheek dark dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feel flowers fond forever gaze give glory golden green grief hair hand happy hast hath heaven hope hour hush Iseult JEAN INGELOW John Anderson kiss lady leaves life's light lips live look LORD BYRON love thee love's lover low-backed car luve never night o'er pain pale passion PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rest ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT BURNS rose round shine sighs sing skies sleep smiles soft song sorrow soul speak stars summer sweet tears tell tender thine thou art thoughts thy heart Tristram true Twas voice wake wandered wee thing weep WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY WILLIAM MOTHERWELL WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wilt
Pasajes populares
Página 164 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died.
Página 161 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 6 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove : O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Página 167 - I can give not what men call love : But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above, And the Heavens reject not : The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow...
Página 93 - When Love with unconfine'd wings Hovers within my Gates ; And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the Grates : When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye ; The Birds, that wanton in the Air, Know no such Liberty.
Página 177 - Of nuptial sanctity, and marriage rites : Grace was in all her steps, Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.
Página 85 - I'd clasp it round so close and tight, And I would be the necklace, And all day long to fall and rise Upon her balmy bosom, With her laughter or her sighs, And I would lie so light, so light, I scarce should be unclasp'd at night.
Página 20 - SHE was a phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight ; A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament...
Página 22 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 10 - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name : Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.