Choice poems and lyrics, for study and delight, ed. by J.T. Ashby1879 |
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... Dream in Africa 100. Description of Auburn . PASTORAL , RURAL , and on LOVE ΙΟΙ The Shepherd's Invitation 102. The Shepherd's Home 103 Contentment of RETIREMENT . Marlowe Shenstone . Pope . • 123 · 124 • 125 CONTENTS . vii.
... Dream in Africa 100. Description of Auburn . PASTORAL , RURAL , and on LOVE ΙΟΙ The Shepherd's Invitation 102. The Shepherd's Home 103 Contentment of RETIREMENT . Marlowe Shenstone . Pope . • 123 · 124 • 125 CONTENTS . vii.
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... Dream 143. Burial of Sir John Moore HUMOROUS POEMS . 144 . The Mountain and Squirrel . 145. False Friends - like 146. The Elephant 147. Old Grimes 148. Faithless Sally Brown 149. Sir Sidney Smith · Hemans Tupper · • Campbell Whittier ...
... Dream 143. Burial of Sir John Moore HUMOROUS POEMS . 144 . The Mountain and Squirrel . 145. False Friends - like 146. The Elephant 147. Old Grimes 148. Faithless Sally Brown 149. Sir Sidney Smith · Hemans Tupper · • Campbell Whittier ...
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... dreams of youth ; All thoughts of ill ; all evil deeds , That have their root in thoughts of ill ; Whatever hinders or impedes The action of the nobler will : - All these must first be trampled down Beneath our feet , if we would gain ...
... dreams of youth ; All thoughts of ill ; all evil deeds , That have their root in thoughts of ill ; Whatever hinders or impedes The action of the nobler will : - All these must first be trampled down Beneath our feet , if we would gain ...
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... dream of bliss , The speechless sufferer turns to kiss Her shadow , as it falls Upon the darkening walls . As if a door in heaven should be Opened and then closed suddenly , The vision came and went , The light shone and was spent . On ...
... dream of bliss , The speechless sufferer turns to kiss Her shadow , as it falls Upon the darkening walls . As if a door in heaven should be Opened and then closed suddenly , The vision came and went , The light shone and was spent . On ...
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... dreams ? Oh , no ! from that blue tent above , A hero's armour gleams . And earnest thoughts within me rise , When I behold afar , Suspended in the evening skies , The shield of that red star . O star of strength ! I see thee stand And ...
... dreams ? Oh , no ! from that blue tent above , A hero's armour gleams . And earnest thoughts within me rise , When I behold afar , Suspended in the evening skies , The shield of that red star . O star of strength ! I see thee stand And ...
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American poet Bay of Spezia beautiful beneath Bernard Barton binding shoes birds bless bloom blue born boughs bowers breast breath breeze bright Charles Kingsley cheerful child clouds cool dark dead deep delight dost doth dream earth eyes fair fear feel Felicia Dorothea Hemans flow flowers grass green happy hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hill hold in fee Holly Tree HYMN James Russell Lowell John Keble lamb leaves life's light living man's son inherits merry morning mountain murmur Nathaniel Parker Willis never night Nightingale o'er poems poetry river round Samuel Lover scorn shade shine silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars stream summer sweet thee There's thine things Thomas Hood thou thought vale verse voice wandering waves wild William Cullen Bryant wind wings woods youth
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Стр. 169 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory!
Стр. 48 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
Стр. 81 - Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear The sapless foliage of the ocean,...
Стр. 90 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Стр. 8 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown . For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Стр. 116 - A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull; Slippers, lined choicely for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold. A belt of straw, and ivy buds, With coral clasps, and amber studs; And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me, and be my love.
Стр. 75 - QUEEN and Huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space, to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...
Стр. 12 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on Kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Стр. 13 - We have not wings, we cannot soar ; But we have feet to scale and climb By slow degrees, by more and more, The cloudy summits of our time.
Стр. 90 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest — but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.