Poems of the fields and the townSimpkin, Marshall, 1859 - 110 sidor |
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... Sing Once More , My Bonnie Lassie . Alfred the Great Love Charm The First Kiss O , Ask not Why I Love Thee The Light of Love • Ode to the Memory of Shakspeare Night The Christmas Tree ' Tis Christmas Time Again The Old Year and the New ...
... Sing Once More , My Bonnie Lassie . Alfred the Great Love Charm The First Kiss O , Ask not Why I Love Thee The Light of Love • Ode to the Memory of Shakspeare Night The Christmas Tree ' Tis Christmas Time Again The Old Year and the New ...
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... sings her cradle - song With his deep note of joy , And all earth's songsters in her praise Their richest strains employ . The lark goes singing up to heav'n , And showers his music down In floods of rapturous melody , Her name and fame ...
... sings her cradle - song With his deep note of joy , And all earth's songsters in her praise Their richest strains employ . The lark goes singing up to heav'n , And showers his music down In floods of rapturous melody , Her name and fame ...
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... kiss The ever - murmuring rills , All come with joy her birth to greet , These tidings glad to sing- " Good news again to all the earth , The blessed birth of Spring ! " TO AN EARLY BLACKBIRD . * O MERRY bird ! B 2 THE BIRTH OF SPRING . 3.
... kiss The ever - murmuring rills , All come with joy her birth to greet , These tidings glad to sing- " Good news again to all the earth , The blessed birth of Spring ! " TO AN EARLY BLACKBIRD . * O MERRY bird ! B 2 THE BIRTH OF SPRING . 3.
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... sing ; And all creation joins the hymn- The lowliest , loftiest thing . All chords of one stupendous lyre , Struck by the one eternal Sire ! Hark ! the ocean's thunder bass ! The ripple of the rill ! The nightingale's soul - piercing ...
... sing ; And all creation joins the hymn- The lowliest , loftiest thing . All chords of one stupendous lyre , Struck by the one eternal Sire ! Hark ! the ocean's thunder bass ! The ripple of the rill ! The nightingale's soul - piercing ...
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... , the Spring is come ; Haste away , haste away ; The birds are blithe on every bough , Singing to the flowers below , And we must travel far to - day . Dear my Love , the Summer's come ; Haste away THE GREAT HARPIST . 9 Song.
... , the Spring is come ; Haste away , haste away ; The birds are blithe on every bough , Singing to the flowers below , And we must travel far to - day . Dear my Love , the Summer's come ; Haste away THE GREAT HARPIST . 9 Song.
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angel aurons beauty bells are ringing bien beau bird BIRMINGHAM blessed blest bliss blithe bonnie lassie bonny boy breath bright brighter brooklet brow charms cheep cheer child Christmas cœur Coucou cowslips crown cuckoo darling dear delight divine doux e'en e'er earth eyes fair feel fleurs flowers gay meadow gaze gems gentle glad gloaming gloomy glorious glory grace haste heart heaven honest a laddie hope hour hung Johnny is bonny Johnny is free jours dorés joyous kiss lassie he loves les bois lips lira Lord love thee Love's chosen Day lovers Mary merrily monde est bien murmur ne'er neath never night noble o'er old cause pain parlent peal poem precious pride Printemps rapture rich rill rippling Robin Adair round smile soleil song sorrow sparkling sunny sunny days sweet thine things thou thought thrilling Tira tongue tout trees unto voice voix wild words
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Sida 27 - Washington to adjust sundry international troubles, have dined and been dined so much since they "opened1' that they are fairly entitled to the designation of a "High Joint Commission." How is this, by a Briton ? Let gloomy hearts that never knew One touch of laughing mirth, Tear-loving eyes, unused to view The beauties of the earth, Proclaim this life a dreary vale, The scene of dark despair: Hy tongne shall tell another tale — The world la very fair.
Sida 33 - Though her daughters be fair, and her warriors be brave, She shall fall, saith the Lord, she shall fall in her pride. 2 Her wealth and her glory shall nothing avail, Her merchants and traders, though princes they be; I will raze every fortress, and rend every sail 0f this lady of lands, of this queen of the sea.
Sida 34 - Her daughters' wild tears shall follow their mirth, And the low wail of sorrow succeed to their joy. She is doomed ! she is doomed ! where her children have fed, Shall the wolf and the raven find shelter and food ; O'er her pride and her glory my wrath will I shed, And her name shall be shrouded in darkness and blood.
Sida 95 - Eeligion's aspirations high ; For Faith, for Hope, for Charity ; For memories of joys long past ; For time, which brings the right at last ; For death uniting all who love, Let us give thanks to Him above.