The Boy's Yearly Volume for ...Ward, Lock, & Tyler, 1868 |
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... hour before sunset lounging at the door of the smithy in East Cheap , gazing at the motley crowd that hurried along the way hieing to the different streets through which the pageant was to pass , and bent on getting eligible places . It ...
... hour before sunset lounging at the door of the smithy in East Cheap , gazing at the motley crowd that hurried along the way hieing to the different streets through which the pageant was to pass , and bent on getting eligible places . It ...
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... hour or two , at least , " he replied . Then , will you remember to call in at Blake's on your way , and tell them ... hours later , John was stand- ing on the side - walk , in the midst of a little curious knot of neighbour - children ...
... hour or two , at least , " he replied . Then , will you remember to call in at Blake's on your way , and tell them ... hours later , John was stand- ing on the side - walk , in the midst of a little curious knot of neighbour - children ...
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... hour I had fixed my plans for the campaign . My father was one of the great men in our little village , We all went to church in the morning , and and rejoiced in the honour of being church- a good pewful it was of us , and it seemed ...
... hour I had fixed my plans for the campaign . My father was one of the great men in our little village , We all went to church in the morning , and and rejoiced in the honour of being church- a good pewful it was of us , and it seemed ...
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... hours before had rested her head on her hands , I wrote as follows : - " Can you guess who writes this ? Will you ... hour of midnight . Simultane- ously I stumbled , and caught with my out- stretched arm - what ? Something warm and ...
... hours before had rested her head on her hands , I wrote as follows : - " Can you guess who writes this ? Will you ... hour of midnight . Simultane- ously I stumbled , and caught with my out- stretched arm - what ? Something warm and ...
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... hour past midnight ! Time was I should have shuddered at the feat I was now performing . I could hear the old clock ticking loudly above me , and that was the only sound save my own heavy breathing . But I spared no time in reading the ...
... hour past midnight ! Time was I should have shuddered at the feat I was now performing . I could hear the old clock ticking loudly above me , and that was the only sound save my own heavy breathing . But I spared no time in reading the ...
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Стр. 184 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Стр. 183 - MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Стр. 396 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope, shall moulder cold and low.
Стр. 92 - When Music, heavenly maid, was young, While yet in early Greece she sung, The Passions oft, to hear her shell, Thronged around her magic cell, Exulting, trembling, raging, fainting, Possessed beyond the Muse's painting ; By turns they felt the glowing mind Disturbed, delighted, raised, refined...
Стр. 45 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Стр. 94 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, "Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Стр. 92 - tis said, when all were fired, Filled with fury, rapt, inspired, From the supporting myrtles round They snatched her instruments of sound, And, as they oft had heard apart Sweet lessons of her forceful art, Each, for Madness ruled the hour, Would prove his own expressive power. First Fear his hand, its skill to try, Amid the chords bewildered laid, And back recoiled, he knew not why, E'en at the sound himself had made.
Стр. 46 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Стр. 93 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Стр. 92 - Twas sad, by fits — by starts, 'twas wild. But thou, O HOPE ! with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ! Still it whispered, promised pleasure, And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail. Still would her touch the strain prolong...