Gleanings from the Poets for Home and SchoolCrosby, Nichols & Company, 1858 |
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... breath , And feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl ; She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl , That clustered round her head . She had a rustic ...
... breath , And feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl ; She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl , That clustered round her head . She had a rustic ...
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... breath In ages past , I find no deed That can in fortitude exceed The noble boy , in Sparta bred , Who in the temple ministered . By the sacrifice he stands , The lighted incense in his hands ; Through the smoking censer's lid Dropped a ...
... breath In ages past , I find no deed That can in fortitude exceed The noble boy , in Sparta bred , Who in the temple ministered . By the sacrifice he stands , The lighted incense in his hands ; Through the smoking censer's lid Dropped a ...
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... breathe the fine fresh air . GENTLE RIVER . — Percy's Reliques . GENTLE river , gentle river , Lo ! thy streams are stained with gore ; Many a brave and noble captain Floats along thy willowed shore . 66 GENTLE RIVER . All beside thy ...
... breathe the fine fresh air . GENTLE RIVER . — Percy's Reliques . GENTLE river , gentle river , Lo ! thy streams are stained with gore ; Many a brave and noble captain Floats along thy willowed shore . 66 GENTLE RIVER . All beside thy ...
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... art display , A thousand flowers between ! The rolling mountains of the deep Observe thy strong command ; Thy breath can raise the billows steep , Ör sink them to the sand . G 83 84 THE COFFEE SLIPS . Amidst thy watery kingdoms ,
... art display , A thousand flowers between ! The rolling mountains of the deep Observe thy strong command ; Thy breath can raise the billows steep , Ör sink them to the sand . G 83 84 THE COFFEE SLIPS . Amidst thy watery kingdoms ,
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... replied , And fast the flames rolled on . Upon his brow he felt their breath , And in his waving hair , And looked from that lone post of death In still , yet brave despair . 96 LAMENTATION FOR THE DEATH OF CELIN . And shouted.
... replied , And fast the flames rolled on . Upon his brow he felt their breath , And in his waving hair , And looked from that lone post of death In still , yet brave despair . 96 LAMENTATION FOR THE DEATH OF CELIN . And shouted.
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ARNOLD WINKELRIED AUTUMN MUSINGS BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beauty beneath bird Birdie blessed bloom breast breath bright brow cheer child Crocodile dark dear death deep delight doth E'en earth fair father fear flowers fly away home glory gone grave green grief hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Inchcape Inchcape rock JOHN BARLEYCORN King Lady Moon lady-bird land light live look Lord loud Mabel Mary Howitt MIDSUMMER DAY mind Miss Lamb mother mountain mourn ne'er never night o'er ODE TO DUTY Old English Poetry PATRICK SPENCE poor praise Queen rock rose round sail Samian wine shining shore silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spring stars storm stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought tree unto voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings wood
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Side 320 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Side 135 - And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er. When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Side 129 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. "The next, with dirges due, in sad array, Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne ; Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 357 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe, And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty ; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew To live with her, and live with thee In unreproved pleasures free...
Side 130 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Side 128 - The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of luxury and pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Side 156 - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
Side 231 - 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...
Side 311 - Slow travelling with dim eyes suffused with tears, Solemnly seemest, like a vapory cloud, To rise before me — Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of incense, from the Earth ! Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills, Thou dread ambassador from Earth to Heaven, Great hierarch ! tell thou the silent sky, And tell the stars, and tell yon rising sun, Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
Side 392 - The Sun now rose upon the right Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day, for food or play, Came to the mariners...