A collection of poetry for the use of juvenile classes, arranged, with notes, by W.H. CordeauxW H Cordeaux 1853 |
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Side 20
... song , That whistles in the wind . ( 4 ) Tracked - traced . WORDSWORTH . The subject of these verses is a little girl , who is bid by her Father on a winters ' day , to take a lantern and light her mother home who is gone to the ...
... song , That whistles in the wind . ( 4 ) Tracked - traced . WORDSWORTH . The subject of these verses is a little girl , who is bid by her Father on a winters ' day , to take a lantern and light her mother home who is gone to the ...
Side 22
... songs of joy , Dreams cannot picture a world so fair , Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its faultlegs 4 bloom , For beyond the clouds , and beyond the tomb , It is there , it is there , my child ! ' ( 4 ) ...
... songs of joy , Dreams cannot picture a world so fair , Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its faultlegs 4 bloom , For beyond the clouds , and beyond the tomb , It is there , it is there , my child ! ' ( 4 ) ...
Side 25
... song , No winter in thy year ! ( 1 ) Vernal - belonging to the spring .- ( 2 ) Lay - song , note . ( 3 ) Annual - yearly . Oh ! could I fly , I'd fly with thee 25.
... song , No winter in thy year ! ( 1 ) Vernal - belonging to the spring .- ( 2 ) Lay - song , note . ( 3 ) Annual - yearly . Oh ! could I fly , I'd fly with thee 25.
Side 29
... of England ! Around their hearths by night , What gladsome looks of household love , Meet in the ruddy light ! ( 1 ) Ancestral - relating or belonging to ancestors . There Woman's voice flows forth in song , Or childhood's 29.
... of England ! Around their hearths by night , What gladsome looks of household love , Meet in the ruddy light ! ( 1 ) Ancestral - relating or belonging to ancestors . There Woman's voice flows forth in song , Or childhood's 29.
Side 30
W H Cordeaux. There Woman's voice flows forth in song , Or childhood's tale is told ; Or lips move tunefully ( 2 ) along , Some glorious page of old . The cottage - homes of England ; By thousands on her plains , They are smiling o'er ...
W H Cordeaux. There Woman's voice flows forth in song , Or childhood's tale is told ; Or lips move tunefully ( 2 ) along , Some glorious page of old . The cottage - homes of England ; By thousands on her plains , They are smiling o'er ...
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Side 50 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Side 14 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Side iii - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.
Side 47 - He looked upon his people, and a tear was in his eye; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout,
Side 40 - 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.
Side 41 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Side 5 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Side 46 - Wept o'er his wounds, or, tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and show'd how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Side 44 - 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. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord ! 1815.
Side vii - You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. 'To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go; And take a lantern, Child, to light Your mother through the snow.