The poetical ladder; or A selection of poetry ... to suit the capacities of children, by a lady1827 |
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... turn'd full to the west . " harlotes THE CUCKOO . May Mens LITTLE Cuckoo , com'st thou here , When the blooming spring is near , To sing thy song and tell thy tale , To every hill and every dale ? Tell me , is thy distant home Far ...
... turn'd full to the west . " harlotes THE CUCKOO . May Mens LITTLE Cuckoo , com'st thou here , When the blooming spring is near , To sing thy song and tell thy tale , To every hill and every dale ? Tell me , is thy distant home Far ...
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... turn away From those of humbler class ? Think you that garments rich and gay Will make your folly pass ? Merit and virtue are not vain ; They wear no gay disguise : The truly good , however plain , Will not escape our eyes . And think ...
... turn away From those of humbler class ? Think you that garments rich and gay Will make your folly pass ? Merit and virtue are not vain ; They wear no gay disguise : The truly good , however plain , Will not escape our eyes . And think ...
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... turn ; He made your ears , and he can hear When you think nobody is near ; In ev'ry place , by night or day , He watches all you do and say . You thought , because you were alone , Your falsehood never could be known ; But cunning liars ...
... turn ; He made your ears , and he can hear When you think nobody is near ; In ev'ry place , by night or day , He watches all you do and say . You thought , because you were alone , Your falsehood never could be known ; But cunning liars ...
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... the happy day , You'll never have to turn aside , From any one your faults to hide ; Nor heave a sigh , nor have a fear , That either God or I should hear . A. THE DEAD SPARROW . TELL me not of joy ! J. T. LADDER . 25.
... the happy day , You'll never have to turn aside , From any one your faults to hide ; Nor heave a sigh , nor have a fear , That either God or I should hear . A. THE DEAD SPARROW . TELL me not of joy ! J. T. LADDER . 25.
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... turns his pitiful eyes Towards his dear , peaceable home . When fire lies and smothers , or gnaws through the beam , Air forces it fiercer to glow ; And engines in vain in cold torrents may stream , If the wind should with violence blow ...
... turns his pitiful eyes Towards his dear , peaceable home . When fire lies and smothers , or gnaws through the beam , Air forces it fiercer to glow ; And engines in vain in cold torrents may stream , If the wind should with violence blow ...
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Страница 83 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Страница 87 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around...
Страница 86 - As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon. Ye that keep watch in Heaven, as Earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Страница 86 - Ye woodlands all, awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves ! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise.
Страница 67 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Страница 66 - So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning ; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship...
Страница 76 - O'er the raging billows borne. Men from England bought and sold me, Paid my price in paltry gold ; But, though slave they have enroll'd me, Minds are never to be sold. Still in thought as free as ever...
Страница 59 - THE TURKEY AND THE ANT. IN other men we faults can spy, And blame the mote that dims their eye ; Each little speck and blemish find, To our own stronger errors blind. A Turkey, tir'd of common food, Forsook the barn, and sought the wood ; Behind her ran an infant train, Collecting here and there a grain. * Draw near, my Birds...
Страница 58 - Their real interest to discern : That brother should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other, But sing and shine by sweet consent, Till life's poor transient night is spent, Respecting in each other's case The gifts of nature and of graoe.
Страница 80 - The daily labours of the bee Awake my soul to industry : Who can observe the careful ant, And not provide for future want ? / My dog (the trustiest of his kind) / With gratitude inflames my mind : I mark his true, his faithful way, V And in my service copy Tray.