The Royal Gallery of Poetry and Art: An Illustrated Book of the Favorite Poetic Gems of the English Language : the Choicest Productions of Authors, Living and Dead, for the Uncrowned Kings and Queens of American HomesN.D. Thompson Publishing Company, 1886 - 19 páginas |
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Página 27
... shore , For he came not back to me- A Song of a Nest . Ah , me ! HERE was once a nest in a hollow , THE Down in the mosses and knot - grass pressed , Soft and warm and full to the brim ; Vetches leaned over it purple and dim ; With ...
... shore , For he came not back to me- A Song of a Nest . Ah , me ! HERE was once a nest in a hollow , THE Down in the mosses and knot - grass pressed , Soft and warm and full to the brim ; Vetches leaned over it purple and dim ; With ...
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... shore ; They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon , On the bench by the old cabin door ; The day goes by , like a shadow o'er the heart , With sorrow , where all was delight ; The time has come when the darkeys have to part , Then my ...
... shore ; They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon , On the bench by the old cabin door ; The day goes by , like a shadow o'er the heart , With sorrow , where all was delight ; The time has come when the darkeys have to part , Then my ...
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... shore , Take me again to your heart as of yore ; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care , Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair , Over my slumbers your loving watch keep- Rock me to sleep , mother - rock me to sleep . Backward ...
... shore , Take me again to your heart as of yore ; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care , Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair , Over my slumbers your loving watch keep- Rock me to sleep , mother - rock me to sleep . Backward ...
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... shore Wad make me langer wish to tarry ; Nor shouts o ' war that's heard afar- It's leaving thee , my bonnie Mary . ROBERT BURNS . SWEET HAND . WEET hand that , held in mine , Seems the one thing I cannot live without , The soul's one ...
... shore Wad make me langer wish to tarry ; Nor shouts o ' war that's heard afar- It's leaving thee , my bonnie Mary . ROBERT BURNS . SWEET HAND . WEET hand that , held in mine , Seems the one thing I cannot live without , The soul's one ...
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... shore ! The waning sky grows faint and blue It wants an hour still of day ; Aboard ! aboard ! my gallant crew O Lady mine , away ! away ! O noble pilot , steer for Troy ! Good sailor , ply the laboring oar ! O loved as only loves a boy ...
... shore ! The waning sky grows faint and blue It wants an hour still of day ; Aboard ! aboard ! my gallant crew O Lady mine , away ! away ! O noble pilot , steer for Troy ! Good sailor , ply the laboring oar ! O loved as only loves a boy ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON Baby Bell beauty behold bells Ben Bolt beneath birds blessed bloom blow blue brave breast breath bright brow cloud dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN eyes fair feet FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS flowers forest forever gleam glory grass grave gray green hame hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills hour kiss land lassie light lips live look LORD BYRON morning mother ne'er never night o'er old Kentucky home river ROBERT BURNS rock rose round shade shadow shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine thou thought tree voice waves weary weep wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 236 - And there was mounting in hot haste - the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the Morning Star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe ! They come ! They come...
Página 447 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Página 301 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
Página 163 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Página 447 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 87 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Página 487 - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady ! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...
Página 509 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Página 42 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Página 490 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.