The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four PartsC. Scribner, 1868 |
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... once , my little dears , A whisper reaches itching ears , The same will come , you'll find ; Take my advice , restrain the tongue , Remember what your friend has sung Of busy Lady Wind . XXIII . MADAME TARTINE . THE mighty Lady Bread ...
... once , my little dears , A whisper reaches itching ears , The same will come , you'll find ; Take my advice , restrain the tongue , Remember what your friend has sung Of busy Lady Wind . XXIII . MADAME TARTINE . THE mighty Lady Bread ...
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... Once came the lady to adore ; Large pendent wreaths of roasted pippins , Twined in his marmalade locks he wore . With diadem royal , Of cakes he was decked , And a circlet of raisins Commanded respect . A guard of cucumbers and capers ...
... Once came the lady to adore ; Large pendent wreaths of roasted pippins , Twined in his marmalade locks he wore . With diadem royal , Of cakes he was decked , And a circlet of raisins Commanded respect . A guard of cucumbers and capers ...
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... favored ones might learn . Once with lime , and pail , and brushes , Forth to labor she had gone ; Leaving Susie with her kitten And her playthings all alone . Susie to their tiny mirror , Climbing , saw her 48 THE SCHOOL - GIRL'S.
... favored ones might learn . Once with lime , and pail , and brushes , Forth to labor she had gone ; Leaving Susie with her kitten And her playthings all alone . Susie to their tiny mirror , Climbing , saw her 48 THE SCHOOL - GIRL'S.
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... . LVIL THE CHILDHOOD OF JESUS . N the green fields of Palestine , IN By its fountains and its rills , And by the sacred Jordan's stream , And o'er the vine - clad hills , Once lived and roved the fairest Child That ever blessed GARLAND .
... . LVIL THE CHILDHOOD OF JESUS . N the green fields of Palestine , IN By its fountains and its rills , And by the sacred Jordan's stream , And o'er the vine - clad hills , Once lived and roved the fairest Child That ever blessed GARLAND .
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... once the Saviour was a child , And lived upon the earth ? LVIII . IT SNOWS . T snows ! it snows ! from out the sky , I The feathered flakes , how fast they fly ! Like little birds that don't know why They're on the chase , from place to ...
... once the Saviour was a child , And lived upon the earth ? LVIII . IT SNOWS . T snows ! it snows ! from out the sky , I The feathered flakes , how fast they fly ! Like little birds that don't know why They're on the chase , from place to ...
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angel beautiful beneath bird blessed blow blue brave breast breath bright brow Caldon Low cheer child clouds cried dark dear death deep door doth earth Eliza Cook eyes face fair father fear flowers Frances Anne Kemble glory glow golden green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven jackdaw John Gilpin Katydid kiss lady land Leigh Hunt light lips LITTLE ROBIN REDBREASTS live look Lord Mary Howitt merry morning mother mountain ne'er Nearer never night o'er ocean Pixies poor pray prayer rest rose round sail Samian wine shine shore sing sleep smile snow soft song soul sound stars stood sweet tears tell tempest thee thine thing Thomas Hood thou thought tree Twas voice waves weary ween weep wild wind wings Winthrop Mackworth Praed word
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Страница 103 - To you, in David's town, this day " Is born of David's line " The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; " And this shall be the sign. " The heavenly Babe you there shall find " To human view displayed, " All meanly wrapt in swathing bands,
Страница 51 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts ; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Страница 275 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown ; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send ; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven ('t was all he wished) a friend.
Страница 227 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung!
Страница 54 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Страница 202 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Страница 331 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Страница 264 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Страница 221 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone ; Our fathers would not know THY ways, And THOU hast left them to their own. But, present still, though now unseen ; When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And...
Страница 89 - ... own ladles, split open the kegs of salted sprats, made nests inside men's Sunday hats, and even spoiled the women's chats, by drowning their speaking -with shrieking and squeaking in fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body to the Town Hall came flocking: "'Tis clear...