The Collected Songs of Charles Mackay. With Illustrations by J. GilbertG. Routledge & Company, 1859 - Всего страниц: 375 |
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amid Athelstone beauty birds blessings bloom blossoms blow bowers breast breath bright Catawba CHARLES MACKAY cheer Cloudland cold dark dear deep dream drink earth Ellen Evelina England Englishman evermore eyes face fair fame farewell flowers glory glow gold green grief hand happy happy days heart Heaven Hollo hope John Brown JOHN GILBERT John Goodenough Johnnie Gray king land life's light love my love love thee merrily merry merry old soul morn MOUNTAIN DEW Music by CHARLES ne'er never night o'er OLD ENGLISH pain pass'd pleasure quoth rain river river Dee roam rolling home rose sailing scorn shine shore sigh sing smile song sorrow soul spring storm stream summer sunshine sweet tears tell There's thine thought to-day toy'd tree true truth Twas voice weary wild winds wine winter words ye words youth
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Стр. 219 - The miller smiled and doffed his cap: "I earn my bread," quoth he; "I love my wife, I love my friend, I love my children three; I owe no penny I cannot pay; I thank the river Dee, That turns the mill that grinds the corn, To feed my babes and me.
Стр. 2 - And age was pleased, in heat of noon, to bask beneath its boughs; The dormouse loved its dangling twigs the birds sweet music bore; It stood a glory in its place, a blessing evermore. A little spring had lost its way amid the grass and fern, A passing...
Стр. 318 - TELL me, ye winged winds, that round my pathway roar, Do ye not know some spot where mortals weep no more? Some lone and pleasant dell, some valley in the west, Where, free from toil and pain, the weary soul may rest? The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low, And sighed for pity as it answered —
Стр. 219 - THERE dwelt a miller hale and bold Beside the river Dee ; He worked and sang from morn till night, No lark more blithe than he ; And this the burden of his song For ever used to be, — " I envy nobody ; no, not I, And nobody envies me ! "
Стр. 319 - Where grief may find a balm And weariness a rest ? Faith, Hope and Love, best boons to mortals given, Waved their bright wings and whispered,
Стр. 220 - Good friend," said Hal, and sighed the while, "Farewell, and happy be; But say no more, if thou'dst be true, That no one envies thee. Thy mealy cap is worth my crown, Thy mill, my kingdom's fee; Such men as thou are England's boast, 0 miller of the Dee!
Стр. 3 - A nameless man, amid a crowd That thronged the daily mart, Let fall a word of Hope and Love, Unstudied from the heart; A whisper on the tumult thrown, A transitory breath — It raised a brother from the dust, It saved a soul from death.
Стр. 2 - A little spring had lost its way amid the grass and fern, A passing stranger scooped a well, where weary men might turn; He walled it in, and hung with care a ladle at the brink; He thought not of the deed he did, but judged that toil might drink. He passed again, and lo! the well, by summers never dried, Had cooled ten thousand parching tongues, and saved a life beside.
Стр. 3 - A dreamer dropped a random thought; 'twas old, and yet 'twas new , A simple fancy of the brain, but strong in being true. It shone upon a genial mind, and lo! its light became A lamp of life, a beacon ray, a monitory flame. The thought was small, its issue great; a watch.fire on the hill, It sheds its radiance far adown, and cheers the valley still!
Стр. 191 - Ye, with o'erburdened mind, Made aliens from your kind, Come gather here. Let not the useless sorrow Pursue you night and morrow. If e'er you hoped, hope now — Take heart : — uncloud your faces, And join in our embraces, Under the Holly Bough.