Childhood, a selection from the poets, by H.M.R.1841 - 80 страници |
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... And angels shield with guardian wings The home where they are given . " BLACKWOOD'S MAG . LONDON : HARVEY AND DARTON , GRACECHURCH - STREET . 1841 . 830 . LONDON : JOSEPH RICKERBY , PRINTER , SHERBOURN LANE . CHILDHOOD ,
... And angels shield with guardian wings The home where they are given . " BLACKWOOD'S MAG . LONDON : HARVEY AND DARTON , GRACECHURCH - STREET . 1841 . 830 . LONDON : JOSEPH RICKERBY , PRINTER , SHERBOURN LANE . CHILDHOOD ,
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... wing ; Our dark affection might have hoped thy stay , — The voice of God has call'd the child away . Like Samuel early in the temple found- Sweet rose of Sharon , plant of holy ground , O ! more than Samuel blessed , to thee is given ...
... wing ; Our dark affection might have hoped thy stay , — The voice of God has call'd the child away . Like Samuel early in the temple found- Sweet rose of Sharon , plant of holy ground , O ! more than Samuel blessed , to thee is given ...
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... wings , in peaceful care outspread , Fanning invisibly thy pillowed head , Strikes evil powers with reverential dread , Beyond the sulphurous bolts of fabled Jove . Or whatsoe'er of amulet or charm , Fond ignorance devised to save poor ...
... wings , in peaceful care outspread , Fanning invisibly thy pillowed head , Strikes evil powers with reverential dread , Beyond the sulphurous bolts of fabled Jove . Or whatsoe'er of amulet or charm , Fond ignorance devised to save poor ...
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... wing glancing , Full of wild and irrepressible mirth , Like a young sunbeam to the gladdened earth ! Thine was the shout ! the song ! the burst of joy ! Which sweet from childhood's rosy lip resoundeth ; Thine was the eager spirit ...
... wing glancing , Full of wild and irrepressible mirth , Like a young sunbeam to the gladdened earth ! Thine was the shout ! the song ! the burst of joy ! Which sweet from childhood's rosy lip resoundeth ; Thine was the eager spirit ...
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... wings and wavy hair , The spirit of the Earth is laid asleep , And you can see its little lips are moving , Amid the changing light of their own smiles , Like one who talks of what he loves in dreams . TO LAURA , TWO YEARS OF AGE ...
... wings and wavy hair , The spirit of the Earth is laid asleep , And you can see its little lips are moving , Amid the changing light of their own smiles , Like one who talks of what he loves in dreams . TO LAURA , TWO YEARS OF AGE ...
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angel arms art thou babe BARRY CORNWALL beauty BEN JONSON beneath BERNARD BARTON blessed blest bliss bosom breast breath bright brow calm cheek cherub child childhood dark dear death deep delight doth dreams E'en earth eyes face fade fair father fear feel flowers fond forest lea gaze gentle glad grave grief guardian band hand happy HARTLEY COLERIDGE hath head hear heart heaven heavenly HEMANS holy hope hopes and fears hour infant innocence JOANNA BAILLIE kiss knee laughing light lips lisping look MARY HOWITT meek mirth morn mother murmur N. P. WILLIS night o'er thy pain peace pray prayer pure rest rose rosy round sighs silent sleep slumber smile soft song sorrow soul spirit star sunny brow sweet SWEET child tears thee thine things thou art Thou hast thou wert thought thy mother's unto voice watch weep wild wings
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Страница 357 - Thou whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity; Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,— Mighty prophet! seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Страница 356 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Страница 357 - The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster-child, her inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years' darling of a pigmy size ! See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies.
Страница 354 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep. And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity...
Страница 355 - Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call Ye to each other make ; I see The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee ; My heart is at your festival, My head hath its coronal, The fulness of your bliss, I feel - I feel it all.
Страница 259 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Страница 339 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Страница 359 - Silence : truths that wake To perish never ; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man, nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather.
Страница 279 - Say, father, say If yet my task is done!' He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. 'Speak, father!' once again he cried, 'If I may yet be gone!
Страница 309 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.