Anthologie de la poésie anglaiseStock, 1947 - 709 pages |
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Page 34
... hath made ? What colde againe is able to restore My fresh grene yeares , that wither thus and fade ? Alas , I se , nothing hath hurt so sore , But time in time reduceth a returne : In time my harm increaseth more and more , And semes to ...
... hath made ? What colde againe is able to restore My fresh grene yeares , that wither thus and fade ? Alas , I se , nothing hath hurt so sore , But time in time reduceth a returne : In time my harm increaseth more and more , And semes to ...
Page 35
... hath tolde her tale : Somer is come , for euery spray nowe springes , The hart hath hong his olde hed on the pale ; The buck in brake his winter cote he flinges ; The fishes flete with newe repaired scale ; The adder all her sloughe ...
... hath tolde her tale : Somer is come , for euery spray nowe springes , The hart hath hong his olde hed on the pale ; The buck in brake his winter cote he flinges ; The fishes flete with newe repaired scale ; The adder all her sloughe ...
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... Hath heard a pause of silence ; till the moon Emerging , hath awakened earth and sky With one sensation , and these wakeful birds Have all burst forth in choral minstrelsy , As if some sudden gale had swept at once A hundred airy harps ...
... Hath heard a pause of silence ; till the moon Emerging , hath awakened earth and sky With one sensation , and these wakeful birds Have all burst forth in choral minstrelsy , As if some sudden gale had swept at once A hundred airy harps ...
Contents
Death be not proud Holy Sonnets | 10 |
Batter my Heart Holy Sonnets | 14 |
JOHN MILTON On the Morning of Christs Nativity | 20 |
Copyright | |
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ALEXANDER POPE âme amid anglaise beauté beneath birds breath bright bring chant charme ciel clouds cœur cold dark dead dear death deep delight doth doux dream earth EDMUND SPENSER eyes Fairy Queen fear first fleurs flow flowers full good great green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven high hills hour JAMES THOMSON John Barleycorn joie know last leaves life light little look lost loud love made make mind moon mort mountains murmure my breast never night nuage nuit o'er once Pierre le Laboureur plain pleurs poésie poète praise rose round seen shade sight sleep soft soleil song SONNET soul sound spring stars stood stream strong sweet tapers tears thair their thine things think THOMAS PARNELL thou thought thro time tremulous voice wave wild WILLIAM CONGREVE wind wings wood word world years yeux