The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Том 5 |
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... keep awake With me ' twere always day . With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe , But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know . Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy ; While thus I sing ...
... keep awake With me ' twere always day . With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe , But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know . Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy ; While thus I sing ...
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... keep his state ; Enter - no crowds attend ; Enter - no guards defend This palace gate . That pavement damp and cold , No smiling courtiers tread ; One silent woman stands Lifting with meagre hands A dying head . " No mingling voices ...
... keep his state ; Enter - no crowds attend ; Enter - no guards defend This palace gate . That pavement damp and cold , No smiling courtiers tread ; One silent woman stands Lifting with meagre hands A dying head . " No mingling voices ...
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... keep , Though the harbour bar be moaning . Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower , And they trimm'd the lamps as the sun went down ; They look'd at the squall , and they look'd at the shower , And the night - rack came rolling up ...
... keep , Though the harbour bar be moaning . Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower , And they trimm'd the lamps as the sun went down ; They look'd at the squall , and they look'd at the shower , And the night - rack came rolling up ...
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... keep ; Thus up and thus down , we cast our grain : Sow well , and you gladly reap . Fall gently and still , good corn , Lie warm in thy earthly bed ; And stand so yellow some morn , For beast and man must be fed . Carlyle . LULLABY ...
... keep ; Thus up and thus down , we cast our grain : Sow well , and you gladly reap . Fall gently and still , good corn , Lie warm in thy earthly bed ; And stand so yellow some morn , For beast and man must be fed . Carlyle . LULLABY ...
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... keeps this food sweet for a long time . You wouldn't like very well to have dried fish , day after day , for many weeks together , with a little bit of tough dried meat , now and then , for a change . But it is so with those poor ...
... keeps this food sweet for a long time . You wouldn't like very well to have dried fish , day after day , for many weeks together , with a little bit of tough dried meat , now and then , for a change . But it is so with those poor ...
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Стр. 140 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Стр. 21 - And sweep through the deep While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Стр. 204 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Стр. 92 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Стр. 214 - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace, Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Стр. 205 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Стр. 96 - 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. 141 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Стр. 204 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note— As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Стр. 95 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.