Lancashire Poets: And Other Literary Sketches ; in a Series of Lectures (Dec. 1895 to March 1896)A. Heywood, 1897 - 452 páginas |
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... , but a large volume might be published . A town that can boast of such names as John Byrom , William Crabtree , Sir E. W. Watkin , Richard Wright Proctor , J. Prescot Joule , Charles Beard , and Mary H. Holt , need not be viii .
... , but a large volume might be published . A town that can boast of such names as John Byrom , William Crabtree , Sir E. W. Watkin , Richard Wright Proctor , J. Prescot Joule , Charles Beard , and Mary H. Holt , need not be viii .
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... town and county forgotten , or almost forgotten , worthies . Although I cannot refer you in Salford to a hero such as Froude mentions in the person of Widdrington , of whom it has been said by the poet : " For Widdrington I needs must ...
... town and county forgotten , or almost forgotten , worthies . Although I cannot refer you in Salford to a hero such as Froude mentions in the person of Widdrington , of whom it has been said by the poet : " For Widdrington I needs must ...
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... town to town their wives and children . A tramp has been defined as one who tramps as a stroller , a scamp , vagrant , or vagabond . " EXPERIENCE AS A MEMBER OF THE SALFORD BOARD OF xiii .
... town to town their wives and children . A tramp has been defined as one who tramps as a stroller , a scamp , vagrant , or vagabond . " EXPERIENCE AS A MEMBER OF THE SALFORD BOARD OF xiii .
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... . Conybeare , a gentleman of vast research in the field of Anglo- Saxon literature . " The strong dart flitteth , The spear - man whetteth , The town sorrow biteth , The bold age quelleth , Wreck suspicion worketh , Wrath XV .
... . Conybeare , a gentleman of vast research in the field of Anglo- Saxon literature . " The strong dart flitteth , The spear - man whetteth , The town sorrow biteth , The bold age quelleth , Wreck suspicion worketh , Wrath XV .
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... town , And on it put a steeple . " The Shamrock itself is a subject of perennial interest . There can be no doubt that the now universal potato was first planted in the south of Ireland . There is a poem , published in 1689 , entitled ...
... town , And on it put a steeple . " The Shamrock itself is a subject of perennial interest . There can be no doubt that the now universal potato was first planted in the south of Ireland . There is a poem , published in 1689 , entitled ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alcuin ancient Applause bards beautiful Bede beggars Boadicea Board of Guardians born borough bright Britons Caedmon called century charms Chaucer Christ Church Costley David Holt death delight died doctor England English entitled eyes fair father flowers friends gave genius give glory hear heart heaven Herrick interest Ireland Irish Irish poetry island John Joule Killarney King known labour lady Lake Lakes of Killarney Lancashire land language lines literature lived London Lord lyrical Manchester mountains nature never o'er passed Pendleton pleasure poems poetical poetry poets Poor Laws praise Romans Ross Castle Salford Board Samuel Bamford scenery series of lectures sing song speak Spenser spirit sweet tell thee things Thomas Moore thou thought town tramp trees truth verse wild Wilson words workhouse writings wrote young
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Página 67 - To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way. Beside the bed where parting life was laid, And sorrow, guilt, and pain by turns dismayed, The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Página 113 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Página 175 - To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore.
Página 104 - Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freaked with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears; Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed, And daffodillies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.
Página 131 - Do you question the young children in the sorrow-, Why their tears are falling so ? The old man may weep for his to-morrow, Which is lost in Long Ago. The old tree is leafless in the forest, The old year is ending in the frost, — The old wound, if stricken, is the sorest, The old hope is hardest to be lost.
Página 97 - Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem: To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Página 191 - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with' an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods, Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage and full of grief.
Página 319 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven...
Página 191 - Other Romans shall arise Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize, Harmony the path to fame. Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings, Shall a wider world command. Regions Caesar never knew Thy posterity shall sway; Where his eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Página 120 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.