English PoemsEdward Chauncey Baldwin, Harry Gilbert Paul American book Company, 1908 - 415 sidor |
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... thought on the part of both teacher and student rather than to make thinking unnecessary on the part of either . It is the experience of the editors that students are often at a loss as to what they should look for in a piece of ...
... thought on the part of both teacher and student rather than to make thinking unnecessary on the part of either . It is the experience of the editors that students are often at a loss as to what they should look for in a piece of ...
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... thought it was noght worth to make it wys , And graunted him withouten more avys , 325 And bad him seye his verdit , as him leste . ' Lordinges , ' quod he , ' now herkneth for the beste ; But tak it not , I prey yow , in desdeyn ; This ...
... thought it was noght worth to make it wys , And graunted him withouten more avys , 325 And bad him seye his verdit , as him leste . ' Lordinges , ' quod he , ' now herkneth for the beste ; But tak it not , I prey yow , in desdeyn ; This ...
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... Thought that a savage beast was she . The news did come to Kemp Owyne , Where he lived far beyond the sea ; He hastened him to Craigy's sea , And on the savage beast lookt he . 5 ΙΟ 15 20 Her breath was strang , her hair was lang , 23 ...
... Thought that a savage beast was she . The news did come to Kemp Owyne , Where he lived far beyond the sea ; He hastened him to Craigy's sea , And on the savage beast lookt he . 5 ΙΟ 15 20 Her breath was strang , her hair was lang , 23 ...
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... thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms burd Helen dropt , And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair , When my love dropt down and spak nae mair ! There did she swoon wi ' mickle ...
... thought the thought , And curst the hand that fired the shot , When in my arms burd Helen dropt , And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair , When my love dropt down and spak nae mair ! There did she swoon wi ' mickle ...
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... thought they did mee beate and binde , And tooke my bow mee froe ; If I bee Robin a - live in this lande , I'le be wrocken on both them towe . ' ' Sweavens are swift , master , ' quoth John , ' As the wind that blowes ore a hill ; Ffor ...
... thought they did mee beate and binde , And tooke my bow mee froe ; If I bee Robin a - live in this lande , I'le be wrocken on both them towe . ' ' Sweavens are swift , master , ' quoth John , ' As the wind that blowes ore a hill ; Ffor ...
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Sida 171 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until the breath of this corporeal frame, And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul; While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Sida 134 - Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey, Where wealth accumulates, and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish, or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made: But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When once destroyed, can never be supplied.
Sida 58 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee...
Sida 233 - Hail to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Sida 256 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Sida 258 - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve ; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!
Sida 138 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way "With blossomed furze unprofitably gay, There in his noisy mansion, skilled to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view, I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learned to trace The day's disasters in his morning face...
Sida 61 - Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow And coughing drowns the parson's saw And birds sit brooding in the snow And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted...
Sida 327 - Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Sida 185 - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.