The Children's Garland from the Best PoetsCoventry Patmore Macmillan, 1863 - 344 sider |
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Coventry Patmore. XVIII WRITTEN IN MARCH HE cock is crowing , TH The stream is flowing , The small birds twitter , The lake doth glitter , The green field sleeps in the sun ; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest ; The ...
Coventry Patmore. XVIII WRITTEN IN MARCH HE cock is crowing , TH The stream is flowing , The small birds twitter , The lake doth glitter , The green field sleeps in the sun ; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest ; The ...
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... stream the fishes rise , And nimbly catch the incautious flies . The glow - worms , numerous and bright , Illumed the dewy dell last night . At dusk the squalid toad was seen , Hopping and crawling o'er the green ; The whirling wind the ...
... stream the fishes rise , And nimbly catch the incautious flies . The glow - worms , numerous and bright , Illumed the dewy dell last night . At dusk the squalid toad was seen , Hopping and crawling o'er the green ; The whirling wind the ...
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... stream ; Where the sea - beasts rang'd all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture ground ; Where the sea - snakes coil and twine , Dry their mail and bask in the brine ; Where great whales come sailing by , Sail and sail , with unshut ...
... stream ; Where the sea - beasts rang'd all round Feed in the ooze of their pasture ground ; Where the sea - snakes coil and twine , Dry their mail and bask in the brine ; Where great whales come sailing by , Sail and sail , with unshut ...
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... the voice of fear ; And all the thousand masts of Thames sent back a louder cheer : And from the farthest wards was heard the rush of hurrying feet , And the broad streams of flags and pikes dashed down The Children's Garland 73.
... the voice of fear ; And all the thousand masts of Thames sent back a louder cheer : And from the farthest wards was heard the rush of hurrying feet , And the broad streams of flags and pikes dashed down The Children's Garland 73.
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Coventry Patmore. And the broad streams of flags and pikes dashed down each roaring street : And broader still became the blaze , and louder still the din , As fast from every village round the horse came spur- ring in : And eastward ...
Coventry Patmore. And the broad streams of flags and pikes dashed down each roaring street : And broader still became the blaze , and louder still the din , As fast from every village round the horse came spur- ring in : And eastward ...
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Side 160 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Side 2 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Side 5 - Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
Side 286 - WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? , Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Side 4 - I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
Side 331 - 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 uplifted, the trumpet unblown.
Side 123 - THE mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel ; And the former called the latter " Little Prig. Bun replied, " You are doubtless very big ; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place. If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track ; Talents differ ; all is well and wisely put ; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither...
Side 264 - Her waggon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams...
Side 197 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
Side 146 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John, "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.