Songs in Many KeysTicknor and Fields, 1862 - Всего страниц: 308 |
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... never know The little whisper , loud with shame , That makes the world your foe ! Why tell the lordly flatterer's art , That won the maiden's ear , The fluttering of the frightened heart , The blush , the smile , the tear ? Alas ! it ...
... never know The little whisper , loud with shame , That makes the world your foe ! Why tell the lordly flatterer's art , That won the maiden's ear , The fluttering of the frightened heart , The blush , the smile , the tear ? Alas ! it ...
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... has known , Not quite deserted when its guests were flown ; Nay , filled with friends , an unobtrusive set , Guiltless of calls and cards and etiquette , Ready to answer , never known to ask , Claiming THE STUDY . 45.
... has known , Not quite deserted when its guests were flown ; Nay , filled with friends , an unobtrusive set , Guiltless of calls and cards and etiquette , Ready to answer , never known to ask , Claiming THE STUDY . 45.
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Oliver Wendell Holmes. Ready to answer , never known to ask , Claiming no service , prompt for every task . On those dark shelves no housewife hand profanes , O'er his mute files the monarch folio reigns ; A mingled race , the wreck of ...
Oliver Wendell Holmes. Ready to answer , never known to ask , Claiming no service , prompt for every task . On those dark shelves no housewife hand profanes , O'er his mute files the monarch folio reigns ; A mingled race , the wreck of ...
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... never swears , Nor kicks intruders down his entry stairs , Though meekness plants his backward - sloping hat , And non - resistance ties his white cravat , Though his black broadcloth glories to be seen In the same plight with Shylock's ...
... never swears , Nor kicks intruders down his entry stairs , Though meekness plants his backward - sloping hat , And non - resistance ties his white cravat , Though his black broadcloth glories to be seen In the same plight with Shylock's ...
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... never talks . Why should he talk , whose presence lends a grace Το table where he shows his face ? every He knows the manual of the silver fork , Can name his claret if he sees the cork , - Remark that " White - top " was considered ...
... never talks . Why should he talk , whose presence lends a grace Το table where he shows his face ? every He knows the manual of the silver fork , Can name his claret if he sees the cork , - Remark that " White - top " was considered ...
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Agnes angel arms banner Behold beneath BERKSHIRE Blazoned blue breast breath bright burning cheek clasped crimson crown dark dead dear dream earth eyes faded fair falchion FEBRUARY 22 flame fleur-de-lis flow Flower of Liberty folds Gambrel gleam glistening glory glow golden grave gray green hand HARVARD COLLEGE hear heart Heaven heavenly hills holy hour Houri land laugh leaves life's light lips living look Lord maidens maize moidore morning mother nurslings o'er peaceful pennons plain ploughshare rills rings roll rose round SAUTY shade shadows shed shine shore shore and sea sigh sing smile song soul spread spring stars story stream sweet Freedom sweet little tale tears tell tessellated thee thine thou throbbing throne toil told Toll the bell TURELL turn voice warm waves whisper wild wings word world's a stage young youth
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Стр. 220 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Стр. 158 - Little I ask ; my wants are few ; I only wish a hut of stone, (A very plain brown stone will do,) That I may call my own ; — And close at hand is such a one, In yonder street that fronts the sun. Plain food is quite enough for me; Three courses are as good as ten ; — If Nature can subsist on three, Thank Heaven for three. Amen ! I always thought cold victual nice; — My choice would be vanilla-ice. I care not much for gold or land ; — Give me a mortgage here and there, — Some good...
Стр. 221 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Стр. 151 - Saw the earth open and gulp her down, And Braddock's army was done so brown, Left without a scalp to its crown. It was on the terrible earthquake-day That the Deacon finished the one-hoss shay.
Стр. 280 - Behold its streaming rays unite, One mingling flood of braided light, — The red that fires the Southern rose, With spotless white from Northern snows, And, spangled o'er its azure, see The sister Stars of Liberty ! Then hail the banner of the free, The starry Flower of Liberty...
Стр. 193 - Look close — you will see not a sign of a flake! We want some new garlands for those we have shed. And these are white roses in place of the red. We've a trick, we young fellows, you may have been told, Of talking (in public) as if we were old! That boy we call "Doctor" and this we call "Judge", It's a neat little fiction — of course it's all fudge.
Стр. 151 - Have you heard of the wonderful one-hoss shay, That was built in such a logical way It ran a hundred years to a day, And then, of a sudden, it ah, but stay, I'll tell you what happened without delay, Scaring the parson into fits, Frightening people out of their wits, — Have you ever heard of that, I say? Seventeen hundred and fifty-five. Georgius Secundus was then alive, — Snuffy old drone from the German hive.
Стр. 259 - O Love Divine, that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On Thee we cast each earthborn care, We smile at pain while Thou art near 1 Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
Стр. 279 - Is this the Flower of Liberty ? It is the banner of the free, The starry Flower of Liberty. In savage Nature's far abode Its tender seed our fathers sowed ; The storm-winds rocked its swelling bud, Its opening leaves were streaked with blood, Till lo ! earth's tyrants shook to see The full-blown Flower of Liberty ! Then hail the banner of the free...
Стр. 160 - Some, not so large, in rings, A ruby, and a pearl or so. Will do for me — I laugh at show. My dame should dress in cheap attire; (Good heavy silks are never dear) ; I own perhaps I might desire Some shawls of true Cashmere, Some marrowy crapes of China silk, Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk. I would not have the horse I drive So fast that folks must stop and stare...