Friendship's Forget-me-notT. Nelson, 1849 - 243 sidor |
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... smile the glances that I love to see , There live the forms of those my soul holds dear , For ever , in that secret world , with me . They who have walked with me along life's way , And sever'd been by fortune's adverse tide , Who ne'er ...
... smile the glances that I love to see , There live the forms of those my soul holds dear , For ever , in that secret world , with me . They who have walked with me along life's way , And sever'd been by fortune's adverse tide , Who ne'er ...
Sida 29
... smile , but his dying word Was , Fire away , boys ! now board her ! soft ! Fire away , boys ! quoth he again , For the sea , the sea , is England's , And England's shall remain . ANON . LAY OF THE GREENWOOD . MOUNT , mount thy steed ...
... smile , but his dying word Was , Fire away , boys ! now board her ! soft ! Fire away , boys ! quoth he again , For the sea , the sea , is England's , And England's shall remain . ANON . LAY OF THE GREENWOOD . MOUNT , mount thy steed ...
Sida 34
No shadows linger on thy sight , But they do smile away ! And still - though happiness doth seem To gild thee with its brightest beam , And sing unto thy soul a song Whose melody charms life along , — I see thee in a sadder mood Than ...
No shadows linger on thy sight , But they do smile away ! And still - though happiness doth seem To gild thee with its brightest beam , And sing unto thy soul a song Whose melody charms life along , — I see thee in a sadder mood Than ...
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... smile , whose gaze Before us shadowed lies.- But , woe for Beauty and for Bard , Those days are gone - the glory - starred ! For Roland's horn of dreadful tone We hear the Knightsbridge bugles blown , And the sole fields of Cloth of ...
... smile , whose gaze Before us shadowed lies.- But , woe for Beauty and for Bard , Those days are gone - the glory - starred ! For Roland's horn of dreadful tone We hear the Knightsbridge bugles blown , And the sole fields of Cloth of ...
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... smiles in gentle showers And fragrant op'ning blossoms fling Their varied sweets from gay wild flowers , The evil and the good have rights On your protection , -then to man , Afford , ye little elfin sprites , Whatever friendly aid ye ...
... smiles in gentle showers And fragrant op'ning blossoms fling Their varied sweets from gay wild flowers , The evil and the good have rights On your protection , -then to man , Afford , ye little elfin sprites , Whatever friendly aid ye ...
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amid ANON BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath blessed blest bloom boughs brave breast breath breeze bright brow calm CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER charms child clouds dark daugh dead dear death deep doth dream dwell earth eyes faded thing fair fair Summer faith fame fancy flowers foam FORGET-ME-NOT FRANCES BROWN gaze gentle glad gleam glorious glory grave green hand happy hath heart heaven hope hour LADY land life's light linger lips living type lonely look Love's lyre MARY HOWITT memory morn mother ne'er neath night o'er pale Poet's river floweth rose round Rubezahl shade shadow shines sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream summer sunshine sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts THY DREAM tree voice vow to thee wake wandering Water sleeps wave weary weep WESTWOOD wild winds young youth
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Sida 102 - Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.
Sida 105 - Who, that surveys this span of earth we press, — This speck of life in time's great wilderness, This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas, The past, the future, two eternities ! — Would sully the bright spot, or leave it bare, When he might build him a proud temple there A name that long shall hallow all its space, And be each purer soul's high resting-place?
Sida 90 - SLAVE'S DREAM Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land.
Sida 239 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound...
Sida 110 - When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear...
Sida 90 - He saw once more his dark-eyed queen Among her children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand!— A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains, And, with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.
Sida 186 - YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely...
Sida 16 - Oh, who shall lightly say that fame Is nothing but an empty name. When but for those our mighty dead All ages past a blank would be, Sunk in Oblivion's murky bed, A desert bare, a shipless sea?
Sida 108 - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of heaven is worth them all...
Sida 102 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ; Let the dead past bury its dead ; Act, act in the living present, Heart within, and God o'erhead.