The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four PartsC. Scribner, 1868 |
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... cried the crow ; " I should like to know What thief took away A bird's nest to - day ? " " Cluck ! Cluck ! " said the hen ; " Don't ask me again . Why , I haven't a chick Would do such a trick . " We all gave her a feather , And she ...
... cried the crow ; " I should like to know What thief took away A bird's nest to - day ? " " Cluck ! Cluck ! " said the hen ; " Don't ask me again . Why , I haven't a chick Would do such a trick . " We all gave her a feather , And she ...
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... cried she sadly , " Many a colored child to - day , Toiling in the rice and cotton , Torn from mother far away , " Would be happy as that blackbird Singing gayly on yon tree , If she had your joys and blessings , - If she only could be ...
... cried she sadly , " Many a colored child to - day , Toiling in the rice and cotton , Torn from mother far away , " Would be happy as that blackbird Singing gayly on yon tree , If she had your joys and blessings , - If she only could be ...
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... with blackberries Were all besmeared and dyed , And , when they saw the darksome night , They sat them down and cried . Thus wandered these two pretty babes , Till death did 4 * GARLAND . 81 Yet one of them, more hard of heart, ...
... with blackberries Were all besmeared and dyed , And , when they saw the darksome night , They sat them down and cried . Thus wandered these two pretty babes , Till death did 4 * GARLAND . 81 Yet one of them, more hard of heart, ...
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... are spread for the butterfly's bed , And the clover - bloom falleth around . " Hold fast ! " cries the waggoner , loudly and quick ; And then comes the hearty " Gee , wo ! ” While the cunning old team - horses manage to pick GARLAND . 85.
... are spread for the butterfly's bed , And the clover - bloom falleth around . " Hold fast ! " cries the waggoner , loudly and quick ; And then comes the hearty " Gee , wo ! ” While the cunning old team - horses manage to pick GARLAND . 85.
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... cried ; " The few locks which are left you are gray ; You are hale , Father William , a hearty old man ! Now tell me the reason , I pray ! " " In the days of my youth , " Father William re- plied , " I remembered that youth would fly ...
... cried ; " The few locks which are left you are gray ; You are hale , Father William , a hearty old man ! Now tell me the reason , I pray ! " " In the days of my youth , " Father William re- plied , " I remembered that youth would fly ...
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Стр. 103 - To you, in David's town, this day " Is born of David's line " The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; " And this shall be the sign. " The heavenly Babe you there shall find " To human view displayed, " All meanly wrapt in swathing bands,
Стр. 51 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts ; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Стр. 275 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown ; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send ; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven ('t was all he wished) a friend.
Стр. 227 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung!
Стр. 54 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Стр. 202 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Стр. 331 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Стр. 264 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Стр. 221 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone ; Our fathers would not know THY ways, And THOU hast left them to their own. But, present still, though now unseen ; When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And...
Стр. 89 - ... own ladles, split open the kegs of salted sprats, made nests inside men's Sunday hats, and even spoiled the women's chats, by drowning their speaking -with shrieking and squeaking in fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body to the Town Hall came flocking: "'Tis clear...