Single Famous PoemsRossiter Johnson H. Holt, 1877 - 285 páginas |
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... poor , though much they have , And I am rich with little store . They poor , I rich ; they beg , I give ; They lack , I lend ; they pine , I live . I laugh not at another's loss , I grudge not at another's gain : No worldly wave my mind ...
... poor , though much they have , And I am rich with little store . They poor , I rich ; they beg , I give ; They lack , I lend ; they pine , I live . I laugh not at another's loss , I grudge not at another's gain : No worldly wave my mind ...
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... poor souls that have scoured bowls , Or have them lustily trowled , God save the lives of them and their wives , Whether they be young or old ! Back and side go bare , go bare ; Both foot and hand go cold ; But , belly , God send thee ...
... poor souls that have scoured bowls , Or have them lustily trowled , God save the lives of them and their wives , Whether they be young or old ! Back and side go bare , go bare ; Both foot and hand go cold ; But , belly , God send thee ...
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... poor mortals love . Thus , free from lawsuits , and the noise Of princes ' courts , I would rejoice ; Or , with my Bryan and a book , Loiter long days near Shawford brook ; There sit by him , and eat my meat ; There see the sun both ...
... poor mortals love . Thus , free from lawsuits , and the noise Of princes ' courts , I would rejoice ; Or , with my Bryan and a book , Loiter long days near Shawford brook ; There sit by him , and eat my meat ; There see the sun both ...
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... poor crooked scythe and spade . Some men with swords may reap the field , And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield— They tame but one another still ; Early or late They stoop to fate , And ...
... poor crooked scythe and spade . Some men with swords may reap the field , And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield— They tame but one another still ; Early or late They stoop to fate , And ...
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... poor ; But smiling sing , until I die , I'll never love thee more . Yet , for the love I bare thee once , Lest that thy name should die , A monument of marble - stone The truth shall testifie ; That every pilgrim passing by May pity and ...
... poor ; But smiling sing , until I die , I'll never love thee more . Yet , for the love I bare thee once , Lest that thy name should die , A monument of marble - stone The truth shall testifie ; That every pilgrim passing by May pity and ...
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annuity arms Balaklava beauty Bengalese bless blood blow bonnie braes of Yarrow brave breast breath bright brow busk Busk ye cheek cold crown Cumnor Curfew dark dead dear death Doneraile doth dreams earth Evermore eyes fair father fear flowers gentle glass gleam glory grave gray green Grongar Hill hand hath head hear heard heart heaven ivy green jolly old pedagogue kiss lady land light live lonely look Malone Maryland morn mother never night o'er old oaken bucket pale rest RICHARD ALFRED MILLIKEN ring river river Lee rock rose round Shandon shine shore sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star-spangled banner stars sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou thought Tiger Tiger's tail to-night Vicar of Bray voice wave wear weary weel weep wild WILLIAM LAIDLAW wind wonder Yarrow
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Página 104 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave...
Página 99 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Página 197 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Página 115 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Página 199 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Página 104 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Página 250 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Página 138 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Página 10 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Kaux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Página 120 - Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side...