The Household Book of PoetryD. Appleton, 1878 - 28 sidor |
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... Pleasures have 724 689 Barry Cornwall .. 728 Great Princes .. Song of the Forge .. H. King .. 727 Sonnet - Of Mortal ... Pleasure .. Sweet Pastoral .. 669 Tables Turned .. 716 Temperance ; or the Cheap 694 637 Physician .. Thanatopsis ...
... Pleasures have 724 689 Barry Cornwall .. 728 Great Princes .. Song of the Forge .. H. King .. 727 Sonnet - Of Mortal ... Pleasure .. Sweet Pastoral .. 669 Tables Turned .. 716 Temperance ; or the Cheap 694 637 Physician .. Thanatopsis ...
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... Pleasure . 674 Pralm XXX . 798 DYER , JOHN . DE VERE , AUBREY . Born in the county of Limerick , Ireland , Dec. 16 , 1814 . Born in Wales in 1700 ; died in 1758 . Grongar Hill ...... 98 Early Friendship . 175 Song - Sing the Old Song ...
... Pleasure . 674 Pralm XXX . 798 DYER , JOHN . DE VERE , AUBREY . Born in the county of Limerick , Ireland , Dec. 16 , 1814 . Born in Wales in 1700 ; died in 1758 . Grongar Hill ...... 98 Early Friendship . 175 Song - Sing the Old Song ...
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... pleasure . But they that honour the leafe , which abideth with the root , notwithstanding the frosts and winter stormes , are tney which follow vertue and during qualities , without regard worldly respects . • WHAN that Phebus his chair ...
... pleasure . But they that honour the leafe , which abideth with the root , notwithstanding the frosts and winter stormes , are tney which follow vertue and during qualities , without regard worldly respects . • WHAN that Phebus his chair ...
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... pleasure , if ye wille me trowe. tere , Would never flit but ever were stedfast , Til that their lives there asunder brast . " ' A Of alle knighthood and deeds marvelous ; Record I take of Titus Livius . praye Your ladiship , if that it ...
... pleasure , if ye wille me trowe. tere , Would never flit but ever were stedfast , Til that their lives there asunder brast . " ' A Of alle knighthood and deeds marvelous ; Record I take of Titus Livius . praye Your ladiship , if that it ...
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... pleasure , void of strife , And ' t is beloved by many ; Other joys Are but toys ; Only this Lawful is ; For our skill Breeds no ill , But content and pleasure . In a morning , up we rise , Ere Aurora's peeping ; Drink a cup to wash our ...
... pleasure , void of strife , And ' t is beloved by many ; Other joys Are but toys ; Only this Lawful is ; For our skill Breeds no ill , But content and pleasure . In a morning , up we rise , Ere Aurora's peeping ; Drink a cup to wash our ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON ANONYMOUS BARRY CORNWALL beauty bells beneath Binnorie bird bliss bonnie Bouillabaisse breast breath bright brow cheek child dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fairy fear flowers frae friends gentle gone grace grave green hair hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven heir of Linne HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW king kiss lady leaves light lips live look Lord Lord Lovel love's maid merry milldams moon morning mother ne'er never night NUT-BROWN MAID o'er ROBERT BURNS rose round shade shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things THOMAS HOOD thou art thought tree unto voice waves weep wild WILLIAM MOTHERWELL WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods Yarrow young young Beichan youth
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Sida 707 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Sida 56 - All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest.
Sida 582 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Sida 574 - I looked upon the rotting deck, And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
Sida 175 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Sida 232 - Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar. 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 bride-maidens whispered, " 'T were better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Sida 340 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Sida 375 - When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Sida 597 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Sida 356 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...