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A barking sound the shepherd hears
A chieftain to the Highlands bound......
Adieu! adieu! my native shore.......
And are ye sure the news is true?.
A simple child

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A stark, moss-trooping Scott was he
Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble

England's praise

A wet sheet and a flowing sea
Bid me to live and I will live...
Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Break, break, break.............
Bright be the place of thy soul !

Come, live with me and be my love.

Crabbed age and youth

Fear no more the heat o' the sun

He is gone on the mountain

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I am monarch of all I survey........

I come from haunts of coot and hern

I remember, I remember......

If thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright...... Scott

Lift, lift, ye mists, from off the silent coast.. T. Hood, Jun.

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Merry it is in the good greenwood

Scott

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My hair is grey, but not with years
No mate, no comrade, Lucy knew
No stir in the air, no stir in the sea ............ Southey
Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note ... Wolfe..
On Linden, when the sun was low

O young Lochinvar is come out of the west.. Scott
Pibroch of Donuil Dhu

Byron

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Wordsworth

61

55

43

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Campbell

65

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Scott

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The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the
fold

Byron

The boy stood on the burning deck

Hemans

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The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew Coleridge

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The poplars are fell'd! farewell to the shade Cowper
The spearman heard the bugle sound
The way was long, the wind was cold
The winds were high on Helle's wave
Toll for the brave!

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ENGLISH VERSE.

MARLOWE, 1563—1593.

CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE was one of the many poets of the reign of Queen Elizabeth. The thing best worth remembering about him is that a play of his called "Edward II." is thought to have suggested to Shakespere the idea of his "historical plays," founded on the events of other reigns in English history.

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Come, live with me and be my Love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains, yield.

There will we sit upon the rocks
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

There will I make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle

Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle,

A gown made of the finest wool,
Which from our pretty lambs we pull,
Fair linéd slippers 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.

Thy silver dishes for thy meat,
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall on an ivory table be
Prepared each day for thee and me.

The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May-morning :
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my Love.

SHAKESPERE, 1564-1616.

WILLIAM SHAKESPERE, the greatest of English poets, and one of the greatest, perhaps the greatest, of the whole world, lived in Queen Elizabeth's reign. He was born at Stratford-upon-Avon, in Warwickshire, and no one knew better how to enjoy or describe the sights of the country. There is a story that when he was eighteen he was taken before the magistrates and fined for chasing the deer in Charlecote, Sir Thomas Lucy's park. At any rate, he was full of liking for any kind of adventure that wanted courage and skill. As a man, he lived mostly in London, and wrote plays for the stage. It is these plays for which he is really great and famous. In them he describes scenes and characters of every sort and kind. This is the highest kind of poetry. You must not think that you have any real idea of what Shakespere wrote from the pieces given you