Poetical reader, by J. MartinJames Martin (of the Wedgwood inst, Burslem) 1880 |
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... beneath ; it is twice blessed ; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes . -Shakspeare . ( b ) So live , that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan , that moves To that mysterious realm , where each shall take His ...
... beneath ; it is twice blessed ; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes . -Shakspeare . ( b ) So live , that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan , that moves To that mysterious realm , where each shall take His ...
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... beneath the random bield O ' clod or stane , Adorns the histie stibble - field , Unseen , alane . 5. There , in thy scanty mantle clad , Thy snawie bosom sun - ward spread , Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the ...
... beneath the random bield O ' clod or stane , Adorns the histie stibble - field , Unseen , alane . 5. There , in thy scanty mantle clad , Thy snawie bosom sun - ward spread , Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise ; But now the ...
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... thy race is run— ' Tis mercy bids thee go ; For thou , ten thousand thousand years , Hast seen the tide of human tears , That shall no longer flow . 4. What though , beneath thee , man put forth LYRIC POETRY . - THE SONG . 43 The Last Man,
... thy race is run— ' Tis mercy bids thee go ; For thou , ten thousand thousand years , Hast seen the tide of human tears , That shall no longer flow . 4. What though , beneath thee , man put forth LYRIC POETRY . - THE SONG . 43 The Last Man,
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... beneath thee , man put forth His pomp , his pride , his skill , — And arts that made fire , flood , and earth The vassals of his will ? Yet mourn I not thy parted sway , Thou dim discrownèd king of day ! For all those trophied arts And ...
... beneath thee , man put forth His pomp , his pride , his skill , — And arts that made fire , flood , and earth The vassals of his will ? Yet mourn I not thy parted sway , Thou dim discrownèd king of day ! For all those trophied arts And ...
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... 1852 ) . 1 Lēthē , in mythology , one of the rivers of hell , said to cause forgetfulness of the past to all who drank of its waters . REFLECTION AT SEA . 1. See how beneath the moonbeam's LYRIC POETRY . - THE SONG . 45 The Two Fountains,
... 1852 ) . 1 Lēthē , in mythology , one of the rivers of hell , said to cause forgetfulness of the past to all who drank of its waters . REFLECTION AT SEA . 1. See how beneath the moonbeam's LYRIC POETRY . - THE SONG . 45 The Two Fountains,
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Страница 97 - Angels ; for ye behold him, and with songs, And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
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Страница 57 - Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.
Страница 153 - As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done : Perseverance, dear my lord, Keeps honour bright : To have done, is to hang Quite out of fashion, like a rusty mail In monumental mockery.
Страница 110 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those who in their turn shall follow them.
Страница 49 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Страница 97 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Страница 48 - The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee and arbiter of war,— These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.
Страница 64 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses...