Lays and Lyrics of the Nineteenth CenturyJ. Charles, 1863 |
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O for a soft and gentle wind ! I heard a fair one cry , But give to me the snoring breeze , And white waves heaving high ; And white waves heaving high , my boys , The good ship tight and free , The world of waters is our home , And ...
O for a soft and gentle wind ! I heard a fair one cry , But give to me the snoring breeze , And white waves heaving high ; And white waves heaving high , my boys , The good ship tight and free , The world of waters is our home , And ...
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... through guilt and sin ? Or who would reign o'er vale and hill , If woman's heart were rebel still ? One jerk , and there a lady lay , A lady wondrous fair : But the rose of her lips had faded away , 18 LAYS AND LYRICS .
... through guilt and sin ? Or who would reign o'er vale and hill , If woman's heart were rebel still ? One jerk , and there a lady lay , A lady wondrous fair : But the rose of her lips had faded away , 18 LAYS AND LYRICS .
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... Fair luck to the Abbot , fair luck to the shrine ! He hath gnawed in twain my choicest line ; Let him swim to the north , let him swim to the south , The Abbot will carry my hook in his mouth ! The Abbot had preached for many years ...
... Fair luck to the Abbot , fair luck to the shrine ! He hath gnawed in twain my choicest line ; Let him swim to the north , let him swim to the south , The Abbot will carry my hook in his mouth ! The Abbot had preached for many years ...
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... fair ; She was lying on the ground , Mute and motionless , no sound Came from her coral lips , for they Were seal'd in blood ; and , as she lay , Her locks of the sun's most golden gleam , Were dabbled in the crimson stream , Which ran ...
... fair ; She was lying on the ground , Mute and motionless , no sound Came from her coral lips , for they Were seal'd in blood ; and , as she lay , Her locks of the sun's most golden gleam , Were dabbled in the crimson stream , Which ran ...
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... fair ! But he lieth low in a dungeon now , Powerless , in proud despair ; For false King John hath cast him in , And closely chained him there . The false king sate on his throne of sate , ' Mid knights and nobles free ; Who is there ...
... fair ! But he lieth low in a dungeon now , Powerless , in proud despair ; For false King John hath cast him in , And closely chained him there . The false king sate on his throne of sate , ' Mid knights and nobles free ; Who is there ...
Términos y frases comunes
Abbot Abou ben Adhem angels Auvergne back my flowers battle beam beauty bells beloved sleep beneath blood Boscastle bosom breast breath bright broadswords brow cheek child chime cloud crest cried dark dead death deep doth dream earth fair fearful friends gaze Giaour giveth His beloved gleam glory grave green hand HARVARD COLLEGE hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hill Keeldar knew ladies gay land light lips lonely lonely rock looked Mayenne mortal may know Mountain Daisy never night o'er pale pass'd passing Pibroch prayer pride rest rose round sea bird Sensitive Plant shine shore sing skies smile song soul sound spirit stood stream strife sweet sword tears thee things are changing Thou art gone thou hast throne tide Tintagel tone tree Twas uncon voice waves ween weep wild wind wing youth
Pasajes populares
Página 88 - O men with Sisters dear ! O men with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
Página 109 - OF all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is, For gift or grace, surpassing this — ' He giveth His beloved sleep ' ? What would we give to our beloved? The hero's heart to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot's voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown, to light the brows? — He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Página 11 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Página 32 - And the Naiad-like lily of the vale, Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale, That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green...
Página 62 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
Página 85 - O clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fate of artless maid. Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade! By love's simplicity betray'd. And guileless trust; Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
Página 91 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Página 89 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 109 - Sleep soft, beloved !" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep. But never doleful dream again. Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Página 81 - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily merrily mingle they, 'Waken, lords and ladies gay.' Waken, lords and ladies gay...