Anthologie de la poésie anglaiseStock, 1947 - 709 pages |
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Page 199
... hear thee and rejoice . O Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird , Or but a wandering Voice ? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear ; From hill to hill it seems to pass At once far off , and near . Though babbling only to the ...
... hear thee and rejoice . O Cuckoo ! shall I call thee Bird , Or but a wandering Voice ? While I am lying on the grass Thy twofold shout I hear ; From hill to hill it seems to pass At once far off , and near . Though babbling only to the ...
Page 208
... hear thy voice , I hear thy loud lament , From bleak Helvetia's icy cavern sent , — I hear thy groans upon her blood - stained streams ! Heroes , that for your peaceful country perished , And ye that , fleeing , spot your mountain ...
... hear thy voice , I hear thy loud lament , From bleak Helvetia's icy cavern sent , — I hear thy groans upon her blood - stained streams ! Heroes , that for your peaceful country perished , And ye that , fleeing , spot your mountain ...
Page 293
... hear and all to know That he is joy , awake , aglow ; The tumult of the heart to hear Through pureness filtered crystal - clear , And know the pleasure sprinkled bright By simple singing of delight ; Shrill , irreflective , unrestrained ...
... hear and all to know That he is joy , awake , aglow ; The tumult of the heart to hear Through pureness filtered crystal - clear , And know the pleasure sprinkled bright By simple singing of delight ; Shrill , irreflective , unrestrained ...
Contents
Death be not proud Holy Sonnets | 10 |
Batter my Heart Holy Sonnets | 14 |
JOHN MILTON On the Morning of Christs Nativity | 20 |
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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