Penny readings in prose and verse, selected and ed. by J.E. Carpenter, Bind 61867 |
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Side 4
... heaven , and saying , " I recommend my soul to my Lady Mary , the holy mother of God , " instantly expired . His last faint sigh was the signal for a general flight and scramble . The knights , priests , and doctors , who had passed the ...
... heaven , and saying , " I recommend my soul to my Lady Mary , the holy mother of God , " instantly expired . His last faint sigh was the signal for a general flight and scramble . The knights , priests , and doctors , who had passed the ...
Side 14
... But thou art now the darkest , Thou mother left below- Thou , the sole blind - thou markest , Content that it be so , — Until ye two give meeting Where Heaven's pearl - gate is , And he shall 12 The Mourning Mother of the Dead Blind .
... But thou art now the darkest , Thou mother left below- Thou , the sole blind - thou markest , Content that it be so , — Until ye two give meeting Where Heaven's pearl - gate is , And he shall 12 The Mourning Mother of the Dead Blind .
Side 15
Penny readings Joseph Edwards Carpenter. Where Heaven's pearl - gate is , And he shall lead thy feet in , As once thou leddest his ! Wait on , thou mourning mother ! ( By permission of Messrs . Chapman and Hall . ) LITTLE CHARLIE . ( A ...
Penny readings Joseph Edwards Carpenter. Where Heaven's pearl - gate is , And he shall lead thy feet in , As once thou leddest his ! Wait on , thou mourning mother ! ( By permission of Messrs . Chapman and Hall . ) LITTLE CHARLIE . ( A ...
Side 17
... Heaven be sure that children , Hold no joyless place ; And if this indeed be so , Little Charlie's there , we know ! Little sisters , little brother , Once again ye group around ! But ' tis now , to lay your Charlie In the church - yard ...
... Heaven be sure that children , Hold no joyless place ; And if this indeed be so , Little Charlie's there , we know ! Little sisters , little brother , Once again ye group around ! But ' tis now , to lay your Charlie In the church - yard ...
Side 18
... Heaven , this is the noble mansion that I spoke of ! Jul . This ! You are not in earnest , though you bear it With such a sober brow . - Come , come , you jest . Duke . Indeed I jest not ; were it ours in jest , We should have none ...
... Heaven , this is the noble mansion that I spoke of ! Jul . This ! You are not in earnest , though you bear it With such a sober brow . - Come , come , you jest . Duke . Indeed I jest not ; were it ours in jest , We should have none ...
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Adams arms ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH beneath bless blood Blutwurst born brow Brown called cheek child church Covent Garden cried dark dear death deep dost dream duchy of Normandy Duke Eugenius Eurydice eyes fair Farewell father fire flowers Fred gaze hand hath head hear heart heaven heigh-ho Henry Fielding honour horse hour JOHN GAY JOHN LOTHROP MOTLEY lady light lips little vulgar live look LORD AVONDALE Magyar MARTYR OF ANTIOCH morning mother never night o'er once passed Penny Readings pleasant poet rose round seemed Sir Eppo Sir Rupert smile song soul sound stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thought took Trulliber Trunnion turned Twas Tyke voice vulgar boy walked wife wind words wretch Yorick young youth
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Side 134 - ... little did I dream that I should have lived to see such disasters fallen upon her in a nation of gallant men, in a nation of men of honour and of cavaliers. I thought ten thousand swords must have leaped from their scabbards to avenge even a look that threatened her with insult. But the age of chivalry is gone. That of sophisters, economists, and calculators has succeeded ; and the glory of Europe is extinguished forever.
Side 137 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet in Lydian measures, Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble...
Side 159 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them...
Side 133 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Side 188 - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the northeast, The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length. "Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so; For I can weather the roughest gale That ever wind did blow.
Side 135 - TWAS at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son: Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Side 138 - Revenge, revenge, Timotheus cries, See the Furies arise! See the snakes that they rear How they hiss in their hair, And the sparkles that flash from their eyes!
Side 171 - Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms; And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the Heaven's brink.
Side 41 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground I Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Side 77 - ALL worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its immortality ! I saw a vision in my sleep, That gave my spirit strength to sweep Adown the gulf of Time ! I...