The book of poetry for schools and families [ed.] by W. DavisWilliam Davis (B.A.) 1869 - Всего страниц: 184 |
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... stream . Then to the well - trod stage anon , If Jonson's learned sock be on , Or sweetest Shakspere , Fancy's child , Warble his native wood - notes wild . And ever , against eating cares , Lap me in soft Lydian airs , Married to ...
... stream . Then to the well - trod stage anon , If Jonson's learned sock be on , Or sweetest Shakspere , Fancy's child , Warble his native wood - notes wild . And ever , against eating cares , Lap me in soft Lydian airs , Married to ...
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... streams around The castle o ' Montgomery , Green be your woods , and fair your flowers , Your waters never drumlie ! † There simmer first unfaulds her robes , And there they langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O ' my ...
... streams around The castle o ' Montgomery , Green be your woods , and fair your flowers , Your waters never drumlie ! † There simmer first unfaulds her robes , And there they langest tarry ; For there I took the last fareweel O ' my ...
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... stream was pure so were their intentions . They then parted , but never met again . On returning from her friends , Mary caught a malignant fever , and died before Burns even heard of her illness . O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where ...
... stream was pure so were their intentions . They then parted , but never met again . On returning from her friends , Mary caught a malignant fever , and died before Burns even heard of her illness . O Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where ...
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... streams their channels deeper wear . My Mary dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast . BRUCE TO HIS TROOPS , BEFORE THE BATTLE OF ...
... streams their channels deeper wear . My Mary dear departed shade ! Where is thy blissful place of rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast . BRUCE TO HIS TROOPS , BEFORE THE BATTLE OF ...
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... stream : Beneath a craigy steep , a bard , Laden with years and meikle pain , In loud lament bewailed his lord , Whom death had all untimely ta'en . He leaned him to an ancient aik , Whose trunk was mouldering down with His locks were ...
... stream : Beneath a craigy steep , a bard , Laden with years and meikle pain , In loud lament bewailed his lord , Whom death had all untimely ta'en . He leaned him to an ancient aik , Whose trunk was mouldering down with His locks were ...
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Стр. 131 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Стр. 85 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Стр. 10 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Стр. 74 - I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head.
Стр. 105 - Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet In playing there, had found ; He came to ask what he had found, That was so large, and smooth, and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by ; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,
Стр. 86 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday...
Стр. 18 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Стр. 43 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Стр. 160 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient!
Стр. 11 - My very noble and approved good masters, That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true ; true, I have married her : The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...