Select specimens of English poetryLongman, Brown, Green, & Longmans, 1856 |
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... Charles Mackay 25. Go On 6. Never say Fail Anonymous 133 27. Labour . Watts 134 28. My Own Age 8. The Moral Change Anticipated 7. The Sluggard 153 Tupper 151 Tupper 152 Eliza Cook Langley 154 · 155 C. F. Orme . R. M. Milnes 157 159 ...
... Charles Mackay 25. Go On 6. Never say Fail Anonymous 133 27. Labour . Watts 134 28. My Own Age 8. The Moral Change Anticipated 7. The Sluggard 153 Tupper 151 Tupper 152 Eliza Cook Langley 154 · 155 C. F. Orme . R. M. Milnes 157 159 ...
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... Eliza Cook 185 20. Look Aloft Jonathan Lawrence 204 21. The Lighthouse Longfellow 205 22. Sir Humphrey Gilbert 207 185 Longfellow 209 Longfellow 211 188 Mrs. Hemans 25. Forms of Prayer at Sea 213 213 . Bernard Barton Barry Cornwall 3 ...
... Eliza Cook 185 20. Look Aloft Jonathan Lawrence 204 21. The Lighthouse Longfellow 205 22. Sir Humphrey Gilbert 207 185 Longfellow 209 Longfellow 211 188 Mrs. Hemans 25. Forms of Prayer at Sea 213 213 . Bernard Barton Barry Cornwall 3 ...
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... Eliza Cook 290 46. Ye Thirty Noble Nations Herbert 291 24. The Blind Highland Boy . 293 Tupper 318 Wordsworth SECTION VII . Religions and Moral . • . James Montgomery 324 7. The Waters of Marah Longfellow 5. Hope beyond the Grave ...
... Eliza Cook 290 46. Ye Thirty Noble Nations Herbert 291 24. The Blind Highland Boy . 293 Tupper 318 Wordsworth SECTION VII . Religions and Moral . • . James Montgomery 324 7. The Waters of Marah Longfellow 5. Hope beyond the Grave ...
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... ELIZA COOK . XXII . NEVER GIVE UP . " MAN , amidst the fluctuations of his own feelings and of passing events , ought to resemble the ship , which currents may carry and winds may impel from her course , but which , amidst every ...
... ELIZA COOK . XXII . NEVER GIVE UP . " MAN , amidst the fluctuations of his own feelings and of passing events , ought to resemble the ship , which currents may carry and winds may impel from her course , but which , amidst every ...
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... ' tis never late To act thy part ; Thy stern resolves shall conquer fate , And springs of happiness create Within thy heart ! — Go on ! NO WORK THE HARDEST WORK . Go on ! go 154 POEMS OF WORK AND PROGRESS . Eliza Cook.
... ' tis never late To act thy part ; Thy stern resolves shall conquer fate , And springs of happiness create Within thy heart ! — Go on ! NO WORK THE HARDEST WORK . Go on ! go 154 POEMS OF WORK AND PROGRESS . Eliza Cook.
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Arouse thee BARRY CORNWALL battle BATTLE OF KILLIECRANKIE beauty beneath BERNARD BARTON birds bless blow brave breast breath bright cheer Cleon clouds dark dead death deep delight Derivations doth dread dream earth ELIZA COOK ellipsis England English Poetry Etymology father fear feel flowers geography give glorious glory glow grave green Greenwich Hospital hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour human HUMPHREY GILBERT John Herschel king labour land light live look Lord mighty mind morning mountains nature never night noble o'er ocean Patrick Spence peace pleasure Pompey prayer rocks round RUNNEMEDE sail Samian wine shine ship shore sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star storm sweet Syntax tear tempest thine things thought toil Twas voice waves wild wind wings words youth
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Sida 49 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed. The mustering squadron, and the clattering car. Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...
Sida 194 - 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.
Sida 39 - And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won. He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away...
Sida 281 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Sida 274 - Man that is born of a woman Is of few days, and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down : He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
Sida 337 - For a thousand years in thy sight Are but as yesterday when it is past, And as a watch in the night. Thou carriest them away as with a flood ; they are as a sleep : In the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up ; In the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
Sida 352 - And he was in the hinder part of the ship, asleep on a pillow : and they awake him, and say unto him, Master, carest thou not that we perish ? 39 And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.
Sida 75 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Sida 124 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Sida 117 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY.