Bell's Ladies' Reader: a Class-book of Poetry for Schools and Families. With an Intr. on the Principles of Elocution |
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... head , and bade the child that screamed behind be still . She told us that her husband served , a soldier , far away ; And therefore to her parish she was begging back her way . I turned me to the Rich Man then , for silently stood he ...
... head , and bade the child that screamed behind be still . She told us that her husband served , a soldier , far away ; And therefore to her parish she was begging back her way . I turned me to the Rich Man then , for silently stood he ...
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... heads Under the hawthorn in soft mossy beds . Sweet as the roses , and blue as the sky , Down there do the dear little ... head with whining moan , and thus was heard the feeble tone : 66 Ah , sons ! from evil ways depart ; my crimes lie ...
... heads Under the hawthorn in soft mossy beds . Sweet as the roses , and blue as the sky , Down there do the dear little ... head with whining moan , and thus was heard the feeble tone : 66 Ah , sons ! from evil ways depart ; my crimes lie ...
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... heads never raising ; there are forty feeding like one ! 2 Like an army defeated the snow hath retreated , and now it doth fare ill on the top of the bare hill ; the ploughboy is whooping anon ; there's joy in the moun- tains ; there's ...
... heads never raising ; there are forty feeding like one ! 2 Like an army defeated the snow hath retreated , and now it doth fare ill on the top of the bare hill ; the ploughboy is whooping anon ; there's joy in the moun- tains ; there's ...
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... head rests on its pillow , Will memory sometimes rekindle the star That blazed on the breast of the billow . In life's closing hour , when the trembling soul flies , And Death stills the soul's last emotion , O then may the seraph of ...
... head rests on its pillow , Will memory sometimes rekindle the star That blazed on the breast of the billow . In life's closing hour , when the trembling soul flies , And Death stills the soul's last emotion , O then may the seraph of ...
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... heads , like a rope of crystal beads . See the heavy clouds low falling , and bright Hesperus down - calling the dead Night from underground ; at whose rising , mists unsound , damps and vapours , fly apace , hovering o'er the wanton ...
... heads , like a rope of crystal beads . See the heavy clouds low falling , and bright Hesperus down - calling the dead Night from underground ; at whose rising , mists unsound , damps and vapours , fly apace , hovering o'er the wanton ...
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beauty bird bless break breath bright bring child clouds cold creeping cried dark dead dear death delight dream Duke dwell earth face fade fair fall father fear feel flowers give gone grave green hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hope hour John ladies land leaves light live lonely look Lord meet mind morn mother mountain Nature never night o'er once pass peace poor praise rest rise rose round shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song soon sorrow soul sound speak spirit spring star stream summer sweet tears tell thee things thou thought tree turn Twas voice wander waters waves weep wild wind wings young youth
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Страница 197 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, Are fresh and strong.
Страница 84 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Страница 182 - she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!
Страница 183 - gan work the ropes, Where they were wont to do ; They raised their limbs like lifeless tools — We were a ghastly crew. The body of my brother's son Stood by me, knee to knee : The body and I pulled at one rope, But he said nought to me. " I fear thee, ancient Mariner...
Страница 135 - MAY MORNING. Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth and youth and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Страница 187 - There, held in holy passion still, Forget thyself to marble, till With a sad leaden downward cast, Thou fix them on the earth as fast...
Страница 212 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Страница 136 - TELL ME NOT, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Страница 181 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. "And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
Страница 196 - Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot; Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!