The Children's Garland: From the Best PoetsCoventry Patmore Macmillan, 1862 - Всего страниц: 344 |
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... flowers , and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle . A gown made of the finest wool , Which from our pretty lambs we pull , Fair lined slippers for the cold , With buckles of the purest gold . A belt of straw and ivy buds ...
... flowers , and a kirtle Embroider'd all with leaves of myrtle . A gown made of the finest wool , Which from our pretty lambs we pull , Fair lined slippers for the cold , With buckles of the purest gold . A belt of straw and ivy buds ...
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... flowers adorning the bowers , And every meadow's brow ; So that I say , no courtier may Compare with them who clothe in grey , And follow the useful plough . They rise with the morning lark , And labour till Garland 31.
... flowers adorning the bowers , And every meadow's brow ; So that I say , no courtier may Compare with them who clothe in grey , And follow the useful plough . They rise with the morning lark , And labour till Garland 31.
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... Her wishes to fulfil . High on the trunk's projecting brow , And fixed an infant's span above The budding flowers , peeped forth the nest , The prettiest of the grove ! D The treasure proudly did I show To some whose minds Garland 33.
... Her wishes to fulfil . High on the trunk's projecting brow , And fixed an infant's span above The budding flowers , peeped forth the nest , The prettiest of the grove ! D The treasure proudly did I show To some whose minds Garland 33.
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... flower deceives . Concealed from friends who might disturb Thy quiet with no ill intent , Secure from evil eyes and hands On barbarous plunder bent , Rest , mother - bird ! and when thy young Take flight , and thou art free to roam ...
... flower deceives . Concealed from friends who might disturb Thy quiet with no ill intent , Secure from evil eyes and hands On barbarous plunder bent , Rest , mother - bird ! and when thy young Take flight , and thou art free to roam ...
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... guide thy path , Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant , with thee I hail the time of flowers , And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The school - boy wandering through the wood To pull Garland 43.
... guide thy path , Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant , with thee I hail the time of flowers , And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The school - boy wandering through the wood To pull Garland 43.
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Стр. 340 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Стр. 159 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Стр. 328 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
Стр. 67 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company!— To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Стр. 64 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Стр. 261 - Her waggon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams...
Стр. 191 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Стр. 328 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail, And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances uplifted, the trumpet unblown.
Стр. 58 - He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will.
Стр. 194 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.