Household Treasury of English Song: Specimens of the English Poets, Chronologically ArrangedNelson, 1872 - 383 pagini |
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Pagina 23
... hear , .. Avenge , O Lord , thy slaughtered saints , A wet sheet and a flowing sea , A wilful , headlong river , Begin , be bold , and venture to be wise , Believe not that your inner eye , .. .. Procter , Chaucer , Macaulay , .. Milton ...
... hear , .. Avenge , O Lord , thy slaughtered saints , A wet sheet and a flowing sea , A wilful , headlong river , Begin , be bold , and venture to be wise , Believe not that your inner eye , .. .. Procter , Chaucer , Macaulay , .. Milton ...
Pagina 28
... hear the waters fretting , When the British warrior queen , Where are the swallows fled ? Where is Rome ? Where the remote Bermudas ride , While clouds on high are riding , With little here to do or see , Within a thick and spreading ...
... hear the waters fretting , When the British warrior queen , Where are the swallows fled ? Where is Rome ? Where the remote Bermudas ride , While clouds on high are riding , With little here to do or see , Within a thick and spreading ...
Pagina 3
... hear , That at that meeting forouten ‡ were . Were steeds stickit mony ane , And mony gude man borne down and slain . . .. Their micht men hear mony a dint , And wappins ? upon armours stint . * * Vanguard . + Sir Edward Bruce . That ...
... hear , That at that meeting forouten ‡ were . Were steeds stickit mony ane , And mony gude man borne down and slain . . .. Their micht men hear mony a dint , And wappins ? upon armours stint . * * Vanguard . + Sir Edward Bruce . That ...
Pagina 4
... hear there ; Men heard noucht but granes and dints , That flew fire , as men flays on flints . They foucht ilk ane sae eagerly , That they made nae noise nor cry , But dang on other at their micht , With wappins that were burnist bricht ...
... hear there ; Men heard noucht but granes and dints , That flew fire , as men flays on flints . They foucht ilk ane sae eagerly , That they made nae noise nor cry , But dang on other at their micht , With wappins that were burnist bricht ...
Pagina 14
... hear To weet * what manner music that might be , For all that pleasing is to living ear Was there consorted in one harmony- . Birds , voices , instruments , winds , waters , all agree . The joyous birds , shrouded in cheerful shade ...
... hear To weet * what manner music that might be , For all that pleasing is to living ear Was there consorted in one harmony- . Birds , voices , instruments , winds , waters , all agree . The joyous birds , shrouded in cheerful shade ...
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Household Treasury of English Song: Specimens of the English Poets ... William Henry Davenport Adams Vizualizare completă - 1872 |
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ABRAHAM COWLEY ALEXANDER SELKIRK BATTLE BATTLE OF AGINCOURT BATTLE OF IVRY BEAUTY beneath bird Bishop Bruno blessed blest born brave breast breath bright Britannia CAMPBELL cloud COWPER dark death deep delight died dost doth dream earth eyes fair fame fear flowers gentle glory green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HEMANS Henry Honour HOPE hour JOHN MILTON King land light live look Lord maid MELROSE ABBEY MICHAEL DRAYTON MILTON MIND moon morning mountain MUSIC NAPOLEON BONAPARTE ne'er never night numbers o'er poem poet praise pride Queen Mab ROBERT SOUTHEY Robin round Rule Britannia shade SHELLEY shining shore sing sleep smile song SOUL sound SOUTHEY spirit spring stars storm sweet Tell thee thine THINGS THOMAS CAMPBELL thought trees voice waves wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM SHAKSPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings WORDSWORTH youth
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Pagina 197 - Gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard; and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears!
Pagina 107 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Pagina 214 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Pagina 102 - For e'en though vanquished, he could argue still; While words of learned length, and thund'ring sound, Amazed the gazing rustics ranged around — And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew.
Pagina 30 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Pagina 205 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Pagina 30 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's watery beams : Her whip, of cricket's bone ; the lash, of film : Her...
Pagina 105 - Tis because resentment ties All the terrors of our tongues. Rome shall perish, — write that word In the blood that she has spilt; Perish hopeless and abhorred, Deep in ruin as in guilt.
Pagina 198 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Pagina 200 - Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight! Wrap thy form in a mantle gray, Star-inwrought!