Single Famous PoemsRossiter Johnson H. Holt, 1877 - 285 страници |
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... eyne . To hear him speak , and see him smile , You were in Paradise the while . A sweet , attractive kind of grace ; A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face ; The lineaments of gospel LAMENT FOR SIR PHILIP SIDNEY . 5.
... eyne . To hear him speak , and see him smile , You were in Paradise the while . A sweet , attractive kind of grace ; A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face ; The lineaments of gospel LAMENT FOR SIR PHILIP SIDNEY . 5.
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... Sweet saints , it is no sin or blame To love a man of virtuous name . Did never love so sweetly breathe In any mortal breast before ; Did never muse inspire beneath A poet's brain with finer store . He wrote of love with high conceit ...
... Sweet saints , it is no sin or blame To love a man of virtuous name . Did never love so sweetly breathe In any mortal breast before ; Did never muse inspire beneath A poet's brain with finer store . He wrote of love with high conceit ...
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... sweet Willy ? " She sought him east , she sought him west , She sought him braid and narrow ; Syne in the cleaving of a craig , She found him drowned in Yarrow . ANONYMOUS . Verses . WRITTEN IN THE TOWER , THE NIGHT BEFORE HIS EXECUTION ...
... sweet Willy ? " She sought him east , she sought him west , She sought him braid and narrow ; Syne in the cleaving of a craig , She found him drowned in Yarrow . ANONYMOUS . Verses . WRITTEN IN THE TOWER , THE NIGHT BEFORE HIS EXECUTION ...
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... sweet flowers to crown thy hearse Receive a strew of weeping verse From thy grieved friend , whom thou might'st see Quite melted into tears for thee . Dear loss ! since thy untimely fate , My task hath been to meditate On thee , on thee ...
... sweet flowers to crown thy hearse Receive a strew of weeping verse From thy grieved friend , whom thou might'st see Quite melted into tears for thee . Dear loss ! since thy untimely fate , My task hath been to meditate On thee , on thee ...
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... sweet dew - drops kiss these flowers , And then washed off by April showers ; Here , hear my kenna sing a song : There , see a blackbird feed her young , Or a laverock build her nest ; Here , give my weary spirits rest , And raise my ...
... sweet dew - drops kiss these flowers , And then washed off by April showers ; Here , hear my kenna sing a song : There , see a blackbird feed her young , Or a laverock build her nest ; Here , give my weary spirits rest , And raise my ...
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annuity arms Balaklava beauty Bengalese bless blood blow bonnie braes of Yarrow brave breast breath bright brow busk Busk ye cheek cold crown Cumnor Curfew dark dead dear death Doneraile doth dreams earth Evermore eyes fair father fear flowers gentle glass gleam glory grave gray green Grongar Hill hand hath head hear heard heart heaven ivy green jolly old pedagogue kiss lady land light live lonely look Malone Maryland morn mother never night o'er old oaken bucket pale rest RICHARD ALFRED MILLIKEN ring river river Lee rock rose round Shandon shine shore sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star-spangled banner stars sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou thought Tiger Tiger's tail to-night Vicar of Bray voice wave wear weary weel weep wild WILLIAM LAIDLAW wind wonder Yarrow
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Страница 104 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave...
Страница 99 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Страница 197 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Страница 115 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Страница 199 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Страница 104 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Страница 250 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Страница 138 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Страница 10 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Kaux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Страница 120 - Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side...