Child life, poems, ed. by J.G. Whittier1874 |
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... Gray ..... The Captain's Daughter .. The Gray Swan .. The Battle of Blenheim . John Gilpin ..... The Spider and the Fly .. The Mountain and the Squirrel .. Little Brown Hands .... HYMNS . Mother's Hymn .... The Nearest Friend ... A ...
... Gray ..... The Captain's Daughter .. The Gray Swan .. The Battle of Blenheim . John Gilpin ..... The Spider and the Fly .. The Mountain and the Squirrel .. Little Brown Hands .... HYMNS . Mother's Hymn .... The Nearest Friend ... A ...
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... gray ; Rebels within thee , and foes without Will snatch at thy crown ; but go on , glorious Martyr , yet monarch ! till angels shout , As thou sittest at the feet of God victorious , " Philip , the King ! " Author of " John Halifax ...
... gray ; Rebels within thee , and foes without Will snatch at thy crown ; but go on , glorious Martyr , yet monarch ! till angels shout , As thou sittest at the feet of God victorious , " Philip , the King ! " Author of " John Halifax ...
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... gray hornet artisans ! For , eschewing books and tasks , Nature answers all he asks ; Hand in hand with her he walks , Face to face with her he talks , Part and parcel of her joy , - Blessings on the barefoot boy ! - O , for boyhood's ...
... gray hornet artisans ! For , eschewing books and tasks , Nature answers all he asks ; Hand in hand with her he walks , Face to face with her he talks , Part and parcel of her joy , - Blessings on the barefoot boy ! - O , for boyhood's ...
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... gray and rude ! O'er me , like a regal tent , Cloudy - ribbed , the sunset bent , Purple - curtained , fringed with gold , Looped in many a wind - swung fold ; While for music came the play Of the pied frog's orchestra ; And , to light ...
... gray and rude ! O'er me , like a regal tent , Cloudy - ribbed , the sunset bent , Purple - curtained , fringed with gold , Looped in many a wind - swung fold ; While for music came the play Of the pied frog's orchestra ; And , to light ...
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... gray mother - spider And her little spiders ten . " Spin ! " said the mother ; " We spin , " said the ten : So they spun lace webs In their sly little den . Over in the meadow , In the soft summer even , Lived a mother - fire - fly And ...
... gray mother - spider And her little spiders ten . " Spin ! " said the mother ; " We spin , " said the ten : So they spun lace webs In their sly little den . Over in the meadow , In the soft summer even , Lived a mother - fire - fly And ...
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Términos y frases comunes
angel baby beautiful Bell bird blessed blue Bob-o'-link bright brown chee cheek child clear close comes cried dear deep door earth eyes face fair falling father feel feet flowers gates girl give goes gone gray green grow hair hand happy head hear heard heart heaven hill hour keep kiss laugh leaves light Lily little bird Lived look Mary meadow merry moon morning mother nest never night o'er pipe play poor pretty river rose round seemed shine side sing sits sleep smile snow soft song soon stood street summer sweet tell thee things thou thought Till tree turned voice wild wind wings wish wonder wood young
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Página 158 - ... I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I...
Página 227 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton, All in a chaise and pair. 'My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Página 91 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.
Página 232 - Said Gilpin — So am I! But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there; For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin, out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still.
Página 125 - Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy cheer!" So I sang the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book, that all may read.
Página 137 - Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St.
Página 29 - For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade; For my taste the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone; Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night, Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall; Mine the sand-rimmed pickerel pond Mine the walnut slopes beyond, Mine, on bending orchard trees, Apples of Hesperides!
Página 90 - HAIL, beauteous stranger of the grove ! Thou messenger of Spring ! Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat, And woods thy welcome sing. Soon as 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.
Página 127 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men ; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together ; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
Página 163 - STILL sits the school-house by the road, A ragged beggar sunning ; Around it still the sumachs grow, And blackberry- vines are running. Within, the master's desk is seen, Deep scarred by raps official ; The warping floor, the battered seats, The jack-knife's carved initial ; The charcoal...