The school book of poetry, ed. by W.C. BennettWilliam Cox Bennett Thomas Murby, 1870 - 192 páginas |
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... soul , Acknowledge Him thy greater ; sound His praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high noon hast gained , and when thou falls't . Moon , that now meet'st the orient sun , now fly'st , With the fixed stars ...
... soul , Acknowledge Him thy greater ; sound His praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high noon hast gained , and when thou falls't . Moon , that now meet'st the orient sun , now fly'st , With the fixed stars ...
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... souls : ye birds That singing up to heaven - gate ascend , Bear on your wings and in your notes His praise . Ye that in waters glide , and ye that walk The earth , and stately tread or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent , morn or even ...
... souls : ye birds That singing up to heaven - gate ascend , Bear on your wings and in your notes His praise . Ye that in waters glide , and ye that walk The earth , and stately tread or lowly creep ; Witness if I be silent , morn or even ...
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... soul embalmed and pure In living virtue , that , when both must sever , Although corruption may our frame consume , The immortal spirit in the skies may bloom ! THANATOPSIS .— ( W . C. Bryant . ) To 20 School Book of Poetry .
... soul embalmed and pure In living virtue , that , when both must sever , Although corruption may our frame consume , The immortal spirit in the skies may bloom ! THANATOPSIS .— ( W . C. Bryant . ) To 20 School Book of Poetry .
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... soul , to spring Over the abyss of death , and bade it wear The garments of eternal day , and wing Its heavenly flight beyond the little sphere , Even to its source , to Thee , its author , Thee . O thought ineffable ! O vision blest ...
... soul , to spring Over the abyss of death , and bade it wear The garments of eternal day , and wing Its heavenly flight beyond the little sphere , Even to its source , to Thee , its author , Thee . O thought ineffable ! O vision blest ...
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... soul shall speak in tears its gratitude . ON THE RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE . ( William Cowper . ) Oh that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last : Those lips are thine - thy own sweet ...
... soul shall speak in tears its gratitude . ON THE RECEIPT OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE . ( William Cowper . ) Oh that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last : Those lips are thine - thy own sweet ...
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Página 152 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Página 21 - And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix for ever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mould.
Página 129 - I bind the sun's throne with a burning zone, And the moon's with a girdle of pearl ; The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl. From cape to cape, with a bridge-like shape, Over a torrent sea, Sunbeam-proof, J hang like a roof : The mountains its columns be.
Página 64 - LAERTES' head. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade.
Página 101 - A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew: Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face; Full well they laugh'd with counterfeited glee At all his jokes, for many a joke had he...
Página 87 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Página 68 - Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Página 75 - 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 23 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 93 - I'm truly sorry man's dominion. Has broken nature's social union, An' justifies that ill opinion, Which makes thee startle At me, thy poor earth-born companion, An...