Bell's Ladies' Reader: a Class-book of Poetry for Schools and Families. With an Intr. on the Principles of Elocution |
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... Tell me not , Sweet • 162 • • 157 22. To Althea , from Prison 162 4. Hark ! hark ! the Lark 5. Blow , blow , thou Winter Wind 158 23. The Shepherd to his Love 163 158 24. The Nymph's Reply 163 6. Ariel's Song · 158 25. True Beauty • 163 ...
... Tell me not , Sweet • 162 • • 157 22. To Althea , from Prison 162 4. Hark ! hark ! the Lark 5. Blow , blow , thou Winter Wind 158 23. The Shepherd to his Love 163 158 24. The Nymph's Reply 163 6. Ariel's Song · 158 25. True Beauty • 163 ...
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... tell your reasons one by one , nor think of triumph when you've done ? Can you , in business or in play , give up your wishes or your way or do a thing against your will , for somebody that's younger still ? and never try to overbear ...
... tell your reasons one by one , nor think of triumph when you've done ? Can you , in business or in play , give up your wishes or your way or do a thing against your will , for somebody that's younger still ? and never try to overbear ...
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... tell you so ; but , if they all should be denied then you're too proud to own your Pride ! 10. THE TEAR . - Moore . On beds of snow the moonbeam slept , and chilly was the midnight gloom , When , by the damp grave , Ellen wept , -sweet ...
... tell you so ; but , if they all should be denied then you're too proud to own your Pride ! 10. THE TEAR . - Moore . On beds of snow the moonbeam slept , and chilly was the midnight gloom , When , by the damp grave , Ellen wept , -sweet ...
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... Tell me , O mother ! when I grow old , Will my hair , which my sisters say is like gold , Grow gray , as the old man's , weak and poor . Who ask'd for alms at our pillar'd door ? Shall I look as sad , shall I speak as slow As he , when ...
... Tell me , O mother ! when I grow old , Will my hair , which my sisters say is like gold , Grow gray , as the old man's , weak and poor . Who ask'd for alms at our pillar'd door ? Shall I look as sad , shall I speak as slow As he , when ...
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... tell pretty nearly as well , If we try the same fable in verse . In a dairy , a crow having ventured to go , Some food for her young ones to seek , Flew up in the trees , with a large piece of cheese , Which she joyfully held in her ...
... tell pretty nearly as well , If we try the same fable in verse . In a dairy , a crow having ventured to go , Some food for her young ones to seek , Flew up in the trees , with a large piece of cheese , Which she joyfully held in her ...
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Стр. 197 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, Are fresh and strong.
Стр. 84 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Стр. 182 - she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!
Стр. 183 - gan work the ropes, Where they were wont to do ; They raised their limbs like lifeless tools — We were a ghastly crew. The body of my brother's son Stood by me, knee to knee : The body and I pulled at one rope, But he said nought to me. " I fear thee, ancient Mariner...
Стр. 135 - MAY 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. 187 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad leaden downward cast, Thou fix them on the earth as fast...
Стр. 212 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Стр. 136 - TELL ME NOT, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Стр. 181 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. "And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
Стр. 196 - Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot; Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!