Friendship's Forget-me-notT. Nelson, 1849 - Всего страниц: 243 |
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... Young Lady Song of the German Weaver On the Death of Southey On a Bust of Dante Life is Real Queen Victoria Burial at Sea Fame .. A Simile Frances Brown 96 Anon . 98 Mary Howitt 99 J. E. Reade 102 M. Parsons 103 Longfellow 105 I. Taylor ...
... Young Lady Song of the German Weaver On the Death of Southey On a Bust of Dante Life is Real Queen Victoria Burial at Sea Fame .. A Simile Frances Brown 96 Anon . 98 Mary Howitt 99 J. E. Reade 102 M. Parsons 103 Longfellow 105 I. Taylor ...
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... young . The world - the breathing world of light and flowers , To thee is fair ; no darkening shade has passed O'er thy young visions , or no blight of tears Has o'er thy brow a shade of suffering cast . Ah , no - thou art too beautiful ...
... young . The world - the breathing world of light and flowers , To thee is fair ; no darkening shade has passed O'er thy young visions , or no blight of tears Has o'er thy brow a shade of suffering cast . Ah , no - thou art too beautiful ...
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... young , And every hope was fair as opening flowers . But dream not now - send back each wander- ing thought , Back to the heart's most lonely hidden cell ; They only waken sad and bitter tears , -- Bid the sad conflict cease -- farewell ...
... young , And every hope was fair as opening flowers . But dream not now - send back each wander- ing thought , Back to the heart's most lonely hidden cell ; They only waken sad and bitter tears , -- Bid the sad conflict cease -- farewell ...
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... young from slothful couch will start , And vow , with lifted hands outspread , Like them to act a noble part ? O , who shall lightly say that fame Is nothing but an empty name , When , but for those , our mighty dead , All ages past a ...
... young from slothful couch will start , And vow , with lifted hands outspread , Like them to act a noble part ? O , who shall lightly say that fame Is nothing but an empty name , When , but for those , our mighty dead , All ages past a ...
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... daughter of my house and heart . " LADY , thy brow is very bright , Thy looks are glad and gay , And thy young eyes shed gentle light Around them as they play ; No shadows linger on thy sight , But they do The Countess of Lovelace Anon.
... daughter of my house and heart . " LADY , thy brow is very bright , Thy looks are glad and gay , And thy young eyes shed gentle light Around them as they play ; No shadows linger on thy sight , But they do The Countess of Lovelace Anon.
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amid ANON BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath blessed blest bloom boughs brave breast breath breeze bright brow calm CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER charms child clouds dark daugh dead dear death deep doth dream dwell earth eyes faded thing fair fair Summer faith fame fancy flowers foam FORGET-ME-NOT FRANCES BROWN gaze gentle glad gleam glorious glory grave green hand happy hath heart heaven hope hour LADY land life's light linger lips living type lonely look Love's lyre MARY HOWITT memory morn mother ne'er neath night o'er pale Poet's river floweth rose round Rubezahl shade shadow shines sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream summer sunshine sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts THY DREAM tree voice vow to thee wake wandering Water sleeps wave weary weep WESTWOOD wild winds young youth
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Стр. 102 - Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.
Стр. 105 - Who, that surveys this span of earth we press, — This speck of life in time's great wilderness, This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas, The past, the future, two eternities ! — Would sully the bright spot, or leave it bare, When he might build him a proud temple there A name that long shall hallow all its space, And be each purer soul's high resting-place?
Стр. 90 - SLAVE'S DREAM Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land.
Стр. 239 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound...
Стр. 110 - When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear...
Стр. 90 - He saw once more his dark-eyed queen Among her children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand!— A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains, And, with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.
Стр. 186 - YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely...
Стр. 16 - Oh, who shall lightly say that fame Is nothing but an empty name. When but for those our mighty dead All ages past a blank would be, Sunk in Oblivion's murky bed, A desert bare, a shipless sea?
Стр. 108 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of heaven is worth them all...
Стр. 102 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ; Let the dead past bury its dead ; Act, act in the living present, Heart within, and God o'erhead.