Acrostics in prose and verse, a sequel to Double acrostics by various authors, ed. by A.E.H.1865 |
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... queen to leave her . 3. The cuckoo , people say , Will sing in it all day . 4. The beaten track who leave , This title oft receive . 5. A woman tender - eyed— Six stalwart sons her pride . 6. Offering for a prince her life— See her now ...
... queen to leave her . 3. The cuckoo , people say , Will sing in it all day . 4. The beaten track who leave , This title oft receive . 5. A woman tender - eyed— Six stalwart sons her pride . 6. Offering for a prince her life— See her now ...
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... a part . 7. A firm supporter of pictorial art . 48 G. On noble , princely , royal forms we're seen , Upon our Prince , and on our gracious Queen ; Yet once we're told we hung upon a bed , IN PROSE AND VERSE . 23 47 ...
... a part . 7. A firm supporter of pictorial art . 48 G. On noble , princely , royal forms we're seen , Upon our Prince , and on our gracious Queen ; Yet once we're told we hung upon a bed , IN PROSE AND VERSE . 23 47 ...
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... Queen of Beauty ! sent away , Because thou daredst to disobey ; 4. They tell of him no special deed , And yet they number all his seed . Seven years he governed , and when dead They laid him in the House of Bread . 5. Betrayer ...
... Queen of Beauty ! sent away , Because thou daredst to disobey ; 4. They tell of him no special deed , And yet they number all his seed . Seven years he governed , and when dead They laid him in the House of Bread . 5. Betrayer ...
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... queen ! thy hydrophobic vow Name to a colour gave it bears e'en now ; 4. Ponderous and dull most things I'm apt to make , Yet upstarts oft are willing me to take ; 5. Much should I this enjoy with work or book- To me the o'erworked ...
... queen ! thy hydrophobic vow Name to a colour gave it bears e'en now ; 4. Ponderous and dull most things I'm apt to make , Yet upstarts oft are willing me to take ; 5. Much should I this enjoy with work or book- To me the o'erworked ...
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... queen renowned in story , 2. Assyrian king of deathless glory , 3. What you and I one day may be , 4. Crowned with laurel wreath was she , 5. Lovely false one , do not flee ! M. E. S. 86 To learn a classic tongue should you aspire , The ...
... queen renowned in story , 2. Assyrian king of deathless glory , 3. What you and I one day may be , 4. Crowned with laurel wreath was she , 5. Lovely false one , do not flee ! M. E. S. 86 To learn a classic tongue should you aspire , The ...
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ACROSTIC ancient beauty behold beneath biped bird brave breast breath bright bring brow charm claim dark dear death delight doth dread dwell earth Emerald Isle fair fair ladies faith fame fatal secret fear flower give glorious glory grace grave hand Hark hath hear heart heaven hero High Church honour king lady land last cry light line of beauty live lord lover maid maiden mighty mind monarch mountain ne'er neath never night noble o'er once poet praise prince queen race round Saxon scene shore sing sleep smile snowy white song soul sound Spain sparkling wine stand strange stream strife sure sweet sword tale tell thee thine thing throne town tree Twas twill warrior wave weary ween wild wind wise wondrous word yore youth
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Страница 136 - Sweet images ! which, wheresoe'er he be, Are at his heart; and such fidelity It is his darling passion to approve; More brave for this, that he hath much to love.
Страница 123 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began; The winds with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kissed Whispering new joys to the mild ocean — Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Страница 142 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Страница 142 - Though my perishing ranks should be strewed in their gore, Like ocean-weeds heaped on the surf-beaten shore, Lochiel, untainted by flight or by chains, While the kindling of life in his bosom remains, Shall victor exult, or in death be laid low, With his back to the field, and his feet to the foe ! And leaving in battle no blot on his name, Look proudly to heaven from the death-bed of fame.
Страница 175 - The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laughed with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he; Full well the busy whisper circling round, Conveyed the dismal tidings when he frowned.
Страница 126 - He reads much; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men ; he loves no plays As thou dost, Antony ; he hears no music ; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort, As if he mock'd himself and scorn'd his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing.
Страница 148 - Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold: There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Страница 166 - Leaf after leaf he turned it o'er, Nor ever glanced aside; For the peace of his soul he read that book In the golden eventide; Much study had made him very lean, And pale, and leaden-eyed.
Страница 189 - There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die...
Страница 133 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.