A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsWilliam Cullen Bryant J.B. Ford, 1874 - 789 páginas |
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... Tell me , ye winged winds Tubal Cain 178 MACLELLAN , REV . MR . Poor Man and the Fiend , The . Waiting for the Grapes . 123 457 70 425 66 • 3c5 592 268 376 418 582 42 Rain in Summer 311 MAHONY , FRANCIS ( Father Prout ) . Rainy Day ...
... Tell me , ye winged winds Tubal Cain 178 MACLELLAN , REV . MR . Poor Man and the Fiend , The . Waiting for the Grapes . 123 457 70 425 66 • 3c5 592 268 376 418 582 42 Rain in Summer 311 MAHONY , FRANCIS ( Father Prout ) . Rainy Day ...
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... tell what a baby thinks ? Who can follow the gossamer links By which the manikin feels his way Out from the shore of the great unknown , Blind , and wailing , and alone , Into the light of day ? Out from the shore of the unknown sea ...
... tell what a baby thinks ? Who can follow the gossamer links By which the manikin feels his way Out from the shore of the great unknown , Blind , and wailing , and alone , Into the light of day ? Out from the shore of the unknown sea ...
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... tell you what , my love , I cannot write unless he's sent above . ) THOMAS HOOD . lost ; and the beef and the inguns not done ! La bless you , good folks , mind your own con- carns , and don't be making a mob in the street ; O Sergeant ...
... tell you what , my love , I cannot write unless he's sent above . ) THOMAS HOOD . lost ; and the beef and the inguns not done ! La bless you , good folks , mind your own con- carns , and don't be making a mob in the street ; O Sergeant ...
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... tell . " She answered , " Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell , And two are gone to sea ; " Two of us in the churchyard lie , My sister and my brother ; And , in the churchyard cottage , I Dwell near them with my mother ...
... tell . " She answered , " Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell , And two are gone to sea ; " Two of us in the churchyard lie , My sister and my brother ; And , in the churchyard cottage , I Dwell near them with my mother ...
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... tell thee , We have a power on foot ; and I had purpose Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn , Or lose mine arm for ' t . Thou hast beat me out Twelve several times , and I have nightly since Dreamt of encounters ' twixt thyself ...
... tell thee , We have a power on foot ; and I had purpose Once more to hew thy target from thy brawn , Or lose mine arm for ' t . Thou hast beat me out Twelve several times , and I have nightly since Dreamt of encounters ' twixt thyself ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom brave breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle gone grave green hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings
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Página 684 - ed to music all their fountains, And breathed upon the frozen mountains, And like a prophetess of May Strewed flowers upon the barren way, Making the wintry world appear Like one on whom thou smilest, dear. Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood
Página 712 - long legs " and thighs Passed the common in shape or in color or size, He was wont to consider an absolute prize. Well, it happened one day, — I really can't say The particular month ; hut I think Ч was in May, — 'T was, I know,
Página 565 - ou ! Lightismyheart since the day we were plighted ; Kedisniy cheek that they told me
Página 536 - я fair. Give me but what this ribbon bound," perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly, •из POEMS OF NATURE. And with music fill the sky, Now, even now, my joys run high. Be full, ye courts ; be great who will ; Search for
Página 297 - hymn ! in swarming cities vast, Assembled men to the deep organ join T
Página 446 - And often after sunset, sir, When it U light and fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my gnpper there. " The first that died was Sister Jane ; In bed she moaning lay. Till God released her of her pain ; And the» she went away.
Página 617 - eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tarn ! ah, Tarn ! thou'll 0 ] \
Página 540 - CAROLINE NORTON. HIGH-TIDE ON THE COAST OP LIN COLNSHIRE. Тик old mayor climbed the belfry tower, The ringers ran by two, by three ; " Play uppe, play uppe, О Boston belK ! Ply all your changes, all