Illustrated poems and songs for young people, ed. by mrs. [L.D.] Sale Barker |
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... sing And make our dull winter as gay as the spring , But stay , -sure ' t is cruel , with wings made to soar , To be shut up in prison , and never fly more . And I , who have so often longed for a flight , Shall I keep you prisoner ...
... sing And make our dull winter as gay as the spring , But stay , -sure ' t is cruel , with wings made to soar , To be shut up in prison , and never fly more . And I , who have so often longed for a flight , Shall I keep you prisoner ...
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... sings so sweetly In the falling of the year . It's Autumn , Autumn , Autumn late , " T will soon be Winter now . Robin , Robin Redbreast , O Robin dear ! And what will this poor Robin do ! For pinching days are near . Bright yellow ...
... sings so sweetly In the falling of the year . It's Autumn , Autumn , Autumn late , " T will soon be Winter now . Robin , Robin Redbreast , O Robin dear ! And what will this poor Robin do ! For pinching days are near . Bright yellow ...
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... sings the gale . Captain , work the reck'ning- How many knots a day ? Round the world and home again , That's the sailor's way . We've traded with the Yankees , Brazilians , and Chinese , We've laughed with dusky beauties In shade of ...
... sings the gale . Captain , work the reck'ning- How many knots a day ? Round the world and home again , That's the sailor's way . We've traded with the Yankees , Brazilians , and Chinese , We've laughed with dusky beauties In shade of ...
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... sing the boisterous song . He slew the foe who for mercy cried , And burned his castle down . He wasted the country , far and wide , And won what he called renown ; But his deeds were hateful in Heaven's sight , Let no one call him a ...
... sing the boisterous song . He slew the foe who for mercy cried , And burned his castle down . He wasted the country , far and wide , And won what he called renown ; But his deeds were hateful in Heaven's sight , Let no one call him a ...
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... Singing - boys , -dear little souls ! In nice clean faces , and nice white stoles , Came in order due , Two by two , Marching , that grand refectory through ! A nice little boy held a golden ewer , Emboss'd and fill'd with water , as ...
... Singing - boys , -dear little souls ! In nice clean faces , and nice white stoles , Came in order due , Two by two , Marching , that grand refectory through ! A nice little boy held a golden ewer , Emboss'd and fill'd with water , as ...
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angels ANN TAYLOR Annabel Lee beautiful bells beneath birds blessed blow blue Bonny Dundee bosom breast breath bright Cæsar child CHRISTINA G clouds cried dark dear death deep door DORA GREENWELL doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER eyes fair father flowers green hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hour Inchcape Rock ISAAC WATTS JANE and ANN light live look Lord lullaby Mary MARY HOWITT merry morning mother ne'er nest never night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY play poor pray Quoth Rattle-tattle ROBERT SOUTHEY Robin rose round shining sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spring stars sweet tears tell thee things thou thought TOM HOOD tree Twas unto Virginia Dare voice wave weary wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings wonder young
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Стр. 256 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Стр. 261 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Стр. 189 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
Стр. 256 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Стр. 257 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Стр. 263 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Стр. 256 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest (For Brutus is an honourable man, So are they all, all honourable men) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Стр. 328 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! 0 joy!
Стр. 240 - Eske river where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
Стр. 47 - Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will, for a' that, That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a