English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1869 |
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... friend . Away then went the pretty babes , Rejoycing at that tide , Rejoycing with a merry minde , They should on cock - horse ride . They prate and prattle pleasantly , As they rode on the waye , To those that should their butchers be ...
... friend . Away then went the pretty babes , Rejoycing at that tide , Rejoycing with a merry minde , They should on cock - horse ride . They prate and prattle pleasantly , As they rode on the waye , To those that should their butchers be ...
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... friend the Callender Will lend his horse to go . " Quoth Mrs. Gilpin " That's well said ; And for that wine is dear , We will be furnish'd with our own , Which is both bright and clear . " John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife , O'erjoy'd ...
... friend the Callender Will lend his horse to go . " Quoth Mrs. Gilpin " That's well said ; And for that wine is dear , We will be furnish'd with our own , Which is both bright and clear . " John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife , O'erjoy'd ...
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... friend's the Callender's The horse at last stood still . The Callender , amazed to see His neighbour in such trim , Laid down his pipe , flew to the gate , And thus accosted him- " What news ? what news ? your tidings tell , Tell me you ...
... friend's the Callender's The horse at last stood still . The Callender , amazed to see His neighbour in such trim , Laid down his pipe , flew to the gate , And thus accosted him- " What news ? what news ? your tidings tell , Tell me you ...
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... friends , who all my wants supply ; And safely now I rest my head , Preserved and guarded by thine eye . Look down in pity , and forgive Whate'er I've said or done amiss ; And help me , every day I live , To serve thee better than on ...
... friends , who all my wants supply ; And safely now I rest my head , Preserved and guarded by thine eye . Look down in pity , and forgive Whate'er I've said or done amiss ; And help me , every day I live , To serve thee better than on ...
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... friend ; " Teaching you that Name Divine , " By whose mighty word we shine . " Child , as truly as we roll Through the dark and distant sky , " You have an immortal soul , " Born to live when we shall die . " Suns and planets pass away ...
... friend ; " Teaching you that Name Divine , " By whose mighty word we shine . " Child , as truly as we roll Through the dark and distant sky , " You have an immortal soul , " Born to live when we shall die . " Suns and planets pass away ...
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Страница 63 - 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 bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Страница 89 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Страница 152 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Страница 136 - From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains .Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Страница 155 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Страница 62 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Страница 74 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Страница 161 - Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Страница 136 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Страница 169 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...