„Love’s Philosophy” de Percy Bysshe Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one spirit …
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„Oft, In The Stilly Night” de Thomas Moore
Oft, in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone, …
„Those Evening Bells” de Thomas Moore
Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells Of youth, and home, and that sweet time When last I heard their soothing chime! Clopot târziu, clopotul blând, Atâta dor mi-aduce-n gând De anii …
„The Cloud” de Percy Bysshe Shelley
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet …
„A Song: Men of England” de Percy Bysshe Shelley
Men of England, wherefore plough For the lords who lay ye low? Wherefore weave with toil and care The rich robes your tyrants wear? Voi, englezi, de ce araţi Pentru domnii îmbuibaţi? De ce-i ţeseţi cu migală Despotului …
„The World” de William Wordsworth
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers: Little we see in Nature that is ours; We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! This sea that …
„To a Mountain Daisy” de Robert Burns
Wee, modest, crimson-tippèd flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonie gem. Sfioasă, albă floricea, A rânduit ce …
„The First Kiss of Love” de George Gordon Byron
Away with your fictions of flimsy romance; Those tissues of falsehood which folly has wove! Give me the mild beam of the soul-breathing glance, Or the rapture which dwells on the first kiss of love. Mi-e silă de-acele …
„The Solitary Reaper” de William Wordsworth
Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound …
„Elegy On Willie Nicol’s Mare” de Robert Burns
Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare, As ever trod on airn; But now she's floating down the Nith, And past the mouth o' Cairn. Peg Nicholson a fost o iapă, Şi umblă-acum fără picioare, Cu vechile-i potcoave-n …
„Ianthe” de Walter Savage Landor
From you, Ianthe, little troubles pass Like little ripples down a sunny river; Your pleasures spring like daisies in the grass, Cut down, and up again as blithe as ever. Necazurile tale, Ianthe, seamăn Cu undele din însoritul …
„Proud Maisie” de Walter Scott
Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early; Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. Pe mândră Maisie o cam prind Prin codru zorii; Plăcut se-aud ciripăind Prin crengi prigorii."Tell me, thou bonny bird, When …
