Guy's learner's poetic task book, a selection from the modern British poets1849 |
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Joseph Guy. LONDON : R. CLAY , PRINTER , BREAD STREET HILL . PREFACE . It is the proper and laudable custom in Destruction of Sennacherib Saturday Afternoon -Boys at Play Stanzas The World a fleeting Show Sonnets:-To the River Trent Sonnet.
Joseph Guy. LONDON : R. CLAY , PRINTER , BREAD STREET HILL . PREFACE . It is the proper and laudable custom in Destruction of Sennacherib Saturday Afternoon -Boys at Play Stanzas The World a fleeting Show Sonnets:-To the River Trent Sonnet.
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... Play Stanzas . The World a fleeting Show Sonnets : -To the River Trent Sonnet II . Neele . Mrs. Jameson Rogers Cowper W. S. Ridpath Thomas Campbell Anon . J. E. Carpenter PAGE 38 38 39 • 40 41 41 43 43 Mrs. Hemans 44 Bernard Barton 45 ...
... Play Stanzas . The World a fleeting Show Sonnets : -To the River Trent Sonnet II . Neele . Mrs. Jameson Rogers Cowper W. S. Ridpath Thomas Campbell Anon . J. E. Carpenter PAGE 38 38 39 • 40 41 41 43 43 Mrs. Hemans 44 Bernard Barton 45 ...
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... play , And strike the wall with colour'd ray . Slow wand'ring on , how sweet to hear The chiming bells break on the ear ; And from the taper spire so neat Their pleasing melody repeat . Hark ! to the simple echoing sound , How soft it ...
... play , And strike the wall with colour'd ray . Slow wand'ring on , how sweet to hear The chiming bells break on the ear ; And from the taper spire so neat Their pleasing melody repeat . Hark ! to the simple echoing sound , How soft it ...
Side 17
... play , ' Twas pleasure e'en to weep ; " Twas joy to think of dreams by day- The beautiful of sleep . When shall I see the wood , the plain , And dream those happy dreams again ? PSALM OF LIFE . What the heart of the young GUY'S ...
... play , ' Twas pleasure e'en to weep ; " Twas joy to think of dreams by day- The beautiful of sleep . When shall I see the wood , the plain , And dream those happy dreams again ? PSALM OF LIFE . What the heart of the young GUY'S ...
Side 38
... plays ; And when has vanish'd all the joy , The grief that caused it stays . So ruin , when the lightning darts , With brightness is combined ; And so the brightness soon departs , But leaves the scathe behind . The moon is powerless ...
... plays ; And when has vanish'd all the joy , The grief that caused it stays . So ruin , when the lightning darts , With brightness is combined ; And so the brightness soon departs , But leaves the scathe behind . The moon is powerless ...
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Guy's Learner's Poetic Task Book, a Selection from the Modern British Poets Joseph Guy Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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Angry words ANON beauty BERNARD BARTON birds bless blood and wine bloom brave breast breath breeze bright Brighter Hours brow charm cheek chime clouds dark Loch dead deep doth dream drooping dust e'en earth England's merry bells fading fears feel flowers gale glory glow grave green grief hath haunted ground hear heard heaven HENRY KIRKE WHITE holy Hope JOHN CLARE kind hearts Learn to labour leaves life's light Loch na Garr Look aloft Lord LORD BYRON morning N. P. WILLIS native Nature's ne'er never night pass'd peace POETIC TASK BOOK prayer provideth rest RIVER TRENT ROBERT GILFILLAN round scene shade sigh sing sleep smiling song sorrow soul stormy tempests blow sunshine sweet tears tears of thoughtful tell thee There's thine THOMAS HOOD thou thoughts toil tuning sweet vale W. C. BRYANT wave weary wild winds youth
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Side 78 - 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.
Side 23 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood...
Side 82 - I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charm'd me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more.
Side 84 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Side 46 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Side 46 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Side 53 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail : And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Side 22 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Side 64 - The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Side 82 - Twelve years have elapsed since I first took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade ! The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat...