Shepherd's Crowns: A Volume of EssaysD. Appleton, 1923 - 142 pagini |
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Pagina 16
... Fair Flowers in the Valley . " It tells of the sorrowfullest happening that can follow per- fidious love , when a lonely mother takes the life of her infant , the very sight of which is more than she can bear . It is an old story , and ...
... Fair Flowers in the Valley . " It tells of the sorrowfullest happening that can follow per- fidious love , when a lonely mother takes the life of her infant , the very sight of which is more than she can bear . It is an old story , and ...
Pagina 17
... Fair flowers in the valley , And there she had her sweet babe born . And the green leaves they grow rarely . " Smile na sae sweet , my bonnie babe ! " Fair flowers in the valley , " Smile na sae sweet , gin ye smile me deid ! ” And the ...
... Fair flowers in the valley , And there she had her sweet babe born . And the green leaves they grow rarely . " Smile na sae sweet , my bonnie babe ! " Fair flowers in the valley , " Smile na sae sweet , gin ye smile me deid ! ” And the ...
Pagina 18
... fair flowers in the valley . You would think that we must blacken things , but it is not so ; and the manner in which the ballad brings out this point so simply is what makes it the immortal verse it is . The constancy of Nature , and ...
... fair flowers in the valley . You would think that we must blacken things , but it is not so ; and the manner in which the ballad brings out this point so simply is what makes it the immortal verse it is . The constancy of Nature , and ...
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Pagina 56 - All scattered in the bottom of the sea, Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Pagina 56 - I pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; Who cried aloud, 'What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?
Pagina 57 - With that grim ferryman* which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick, Who cried aloud, " What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence ?
Pagina 141 - One adequate support For the calamities of mortal life Exists — one only; an assured belief That the procession of our fate, howe'er Sad or disturbed, is ordered by a Being Of infinite benevolence and power; Whose everlasting purposes embrace All accidents, converting them to good.
Pagina 57 - With that, methought, a legion of foul fiends Environ'd me, and howled in mine ears Such hideous cries, that, with the very noise, I trembling waked, and, for a season after, Could not believe but that I was in hell, Such terrible impression made my dream.
Pagina 32 - Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou were left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee. There is not room for Death Nor atom that his might could render void: Thou— Thou art Being and Breath, And what Thou art may never be destroyed.
Pagina 58 - No more — no more — no more" — (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree, Or the stricken eagle soar! And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy dark eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams — In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams!
Pagina 140 - The great Intelligences fair That range above our mortal state, In circle round the blessed gate, Received and gave him welcome there ; And led him thro
Pagina 19 - Blow up the fire, my maidens! Bring water from the well! For a' my house shall feast this night, Since my three sons are well." And she has made to them a bed, She's made it large and wide; And she's ta'en her mantle her about, Sat down at the bedside. Up then crew the red, red cock, And up and crew the gray; The eldest to the youngest said. "Tis time we were away.
Pagina 56 - Gloster stumbled ; and, in falling, Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard, Into the tumbling billows of the main, O Lord ! methought what pain it was to drown...