The first (-sixth) 'Standard' reader, Том 5 |
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... Tree 137 Afton Water • The Rose 138 The Age of Children Happiest 153 On a Friend who Died in Italy 154 153 154 To Blossoms 138 Resignation 156 Morning Sounds 139 • Circumstance 157 The Brook The Poplar Field The Reaper 139 • To Sleep ...
... Tree 137 Afton Water • The Rose 138 The Age of Children Happiest 153 On a Friend who Died in Italy 154 153 154 To Blossoms 138 Resignation 156 Morning Sounds 139 • Circumstance 157 The Brook The Poplar Field The Reaper 139 • To Sleep ...
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... tree is living yet ! I remember , I remember , The fir - trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires , Were close against the sky . It was a childish ignorance , But now ' tis little joy To know I'm farther off from ...
... tree is living yet ! I remember , I remember , The fir - trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender spires , Were close against the sky . It was a childish ignorance , But now ' tis little joy To know I'm farther off from ...
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... tree ) , That a prettier never did babble and smile Up a - top of a proud mother's knee ; And his mother did toss him , and kiss him , and call Him her darling and life , and her hope and her all . But she found in the evening the child ...
... tree ) , That a prettier never did babble and smile Up a - top of a proud mother's knee ; And his mother did toss him , and kiss him , and call Him her darling and life , and her hope and her all . But she found in the evening the child ...
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... tree ) , For his eyes are a - shut , and his hands are at rest , And he's now from his pain a - set free , For his soul we do know is to heaven a - fled , Where no pain is a - known , and no tears are a - shed . W. Barnes . THE SANDS O ...
... tree ) , For his eyes are a - shut , and his hands are at rest , And he's now from his pain a - set free , For his soul we do know is to heaven a - fled , Where no pain is a - known , and no tears are a - shed . W. Barnes . THE SANDS O ...
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... trees are showering down Doubles of their leaves in shadow On her shining hair and face . She has thrown her bonnet by ; And her feet she has been dipping In the shallow waters ' flow- Now she holds them nakedly In her hands , all sleek ...
... trees are showering down Doubles of their leaves in shadow On her shining hair and face . She has thrown her bonnet by ; And her feet she has been dipping In the shallow waters ' flow- Now she holds them nakedly In her hands , all sleek ...
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Страница 140 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Страница 21 - And sweep through the deep While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Страница 204 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him; — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on, In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Страница 92 - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
Страница 214 - Not a word to each other; we kept the great pace, Neck by neck, stride by stride, never changing our place; I turned in my saddle and made its girths tight, Then shortened each stirrup, and set the pique right, Rebuckled the cheek-strap, chained slacker the bit, Nor galloped less steadily Roland a whit.
Страница 205 - 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 bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Страница 96 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Страница 141 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Страница 204 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note— As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Страница 95 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.