The Children's Garland: From the Best PoetsCoventry Patmore Macmillan, 1862 - 344 sider |
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... waves flow'd over the Inchcape Rock ; So little they rose , so little they fell , They did not move the Inchcape Bell . The good old Abbot of Aberbrothok Had placed that bell on the Inchcape Rock ; On a buoy in the storm it floated and ...
... waves flow'd over the Inchcape Rock ; So little they rose , so little they fell , They did not move the Inchcape Bell . The good old Abbot of Aberbrothok Had placed that bell on the Inchcape Rock ; On a buoy in the storm it floated and ...
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... waves rush in on every side , The ship is sinking beneath the tide . But even in his dying fear One dreadful sound could the Rover hear , A sound as if with the Inchcape Bell , The fiends below were ringing his knell . R. Southey XVIII ...
... waves rush in on every side , The ship is sinking beneath the tide . But even in his dying fear One dreadful sound could the Rover hear , A sound as if with the Inchcape Bell , The fiends below were ringing his knell . R. Southey XVIII ...
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... waves rushed in fast : Round and round flew the Raven and cawed to the blast . He heard the last shriek of the perishing souls- See ! see ! o'er the top - mast the mad water rolls ! Right glad was the Raven , and off he went fleet , And ...
... waves rushed in fast : Round and round flew the Raven and cawed to the blast . He heard the last shriek of the perishing souls- See ! see ! o'er the top - mast the mad water rolls ! Right glad was the Raven , and off he went fleet , And ...
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... waves : Say thy prayer , and come back to the kind sea - caves . ' She smiled , she went up through the surf in the bay , Children dear , was it yesterday ? Children dear , were we long alone ? ' The sea grows stormy , the little ones ...
... waves : Say thy prayer , and come back to the kind sea - caves . ' She smiled , she went up through the surf in the bay , Children dear , was it yesterday ? Children dear , were we long alone ? ' The sea grows stormy , the little ones ...
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... waves roar . We shall see , while above us The waves roar and whirl , A ceiling of amber , A pavement of pearl . Singing , Here came a mortal , But faithless was she , And alone dwell forever The kings of the sea . ' But children , at ...
... waves roar . We shall see , while above us The waves roar and whirl , A ceiling of amber , A pavement of pearl . Singing , Here came a mortal , But faithless was she , And alone dwell forever The kings of the sea . ' But children , at ...
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a-begging Abbot Binnorie bird bishop bishop of Hereford blow bower brave bright cheer child cold cried Crocodile dark daughter dead dear door Dora doth eyes fair fast father fear fell flowers gallant gallant story Gilpin gold green grew hand Hark hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill horse Inchcape Rock John John Barleycorn king King Lear lady land light Little John live Lochinvar look look'd Lord Randal loud maid merry moon morning ne'er never Nevermore night o'er Old Ballad old courtier pipe poison'd poor pray queen quoth Robin Hood rode round S. T. Coleridge shepherd sing smile song soon soul steed stood storm stream sweet sweet dove died tell thee thou thought took tree Twas unto wild Wildgrave wind wings Witch word young
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Side 340 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Side 159 - 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 328 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
Side 67 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company!— To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Side 64 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Side 261 - 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 191 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Side 328 - 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 58 - He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will.
Side 194 - 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.