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... Roses Southey 139 Milton 102 · Byron · 73 • Byron Wordsworth 190 · 191 · Flowers PART I. Wisdom of God shown by Flowers Gratitude to God for Flowers Love of Flowers by Early Poets Wild Flowers • Moore • 20 171 171 . 172 172 173 Cowper ...
... Roses Southey 139 Milton 102 · Byron · 73 • Byron Wordsworth 190 · 191 · Flowers PART I. Wisdom of God shown by Flowers Gratitude to God for Flowers Love of Flowers by Early Poets Wild Flowers • Moore • 20 171 171 . 172 172 173 Cowper ...
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Charles Bilton. Vision of Belshazzar War - horse , The Waterfall and Brier - rose , The Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea , A Winter , The Season of . Approach of Winter . Effect of Winter • Death of the Old Year Snow Storm , A Scottish Winter ...
Charles Bilton. Vision of Belshazzar War - horse , The Waterfall and Brier - rose , The Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea , A Winter , The Season of . Approach of Winter . Effect of Winter • Death of the Old Year Snow Storm , A Scottish Winter ...
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... , or Thunder - shield . In childhood he was a tailor's apprentice , and rose to his high rank before the age of twenty - eight , when he was killed in a duel . ABSALOM . THE waters slept . Night's silvery veil hung 6 KING CHRISTIAN .
... , or Thunder - shield . In childhood he was a tailor's apprentice , and rose to his high rank before the age of twenty - eight , when he was killed in a duel . ABSALOM . THE waters slept . Night's silvery veil hung 6 KING CHRISTIAN .
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... Rose up in heaven , he knelt among them there , And bowed his head upon his hands to pray . Oh ! when the heart is full — when bitter though Come crowding thickly up for utterance , And the poor common words of courtesy Are such a very ...
... Rose up in heaven , he knelt among them there , And bowed his head upon his hands to pray . Oh ! when the heart is full — when bitter though Come crowding thickly up for utterance , And the poor common words of courtesy Are such a very ...
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... him of God , He rose up calmly , and composed the pall Firmly and decently , and left him there , As if his rest had been a breathing sleep . N. P. Willis . HORATIUS . Tarquinius Superbus , the last of the Roman ABSALOM . 9.
... him of God , He rose up calmly , and composed the pall Firmly and decently , and left him there , As if his rest had been a breathing sleep . N. P. Willis . HORATIUS . Tarquinius Superbus , the last of the Roman ABSALOM . 9.
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Стр. 82 - We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow.
Стр. 139 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Стр. 73 - 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. 111 - When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew, Though justice be thy plea, consider this, — That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy ; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much To mitigate the justice of thy plea; Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence 'gainst the merchant there. Shylock. My deeds upon my head ! I crave the law, The penalty and forfeit of my bond.
Стр. 102 - YET once more, O ye laurels, and once more Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere, I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude, And with forced fingers rude, Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year. Bitter constraint, and sad occasion dear, Compels me to disturb your season due: For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.
Стр. 103 - Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.
Стр. 100 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Стр. 95 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power By doctrines fashioned to the varying hour ; Far other aims his heart had learn'd to prize. More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Стр. 158 - When we had given our bodies to the wind, And all the shadowy banks on either side Came sweeping through the darkness, spinning still The rapid line of motion, then at once Have I, reclining back upon my heels. Stopped short; yet still the solitary cliffs Wheeled by me — even as if the earth had rolled With visible motion her diurnal round!
Стр. 103 - But, O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone, and never must return ! Thee, Shepherd, thee the woods and desert caves, With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown, 40 And all their echoes mourn.