English Verses Set to Hindu Music: In Honor of His Royal Highness the Prince of WalesJ. N. Ghose & Company, 1875 - 156 pagini |
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Pagina 32
... children's eyes make light Sternly and sadly heard , As it quench'd the wood - fires glow , Which had cheer'd the board with the mirthful word , And the red wine's foaming flow ! Until that sullen boding knell Flung out from every fane ...
... children's eyes make light Sternly and sadly heard , As it quench'd the wood - fires glow , Which had cheer'd the board with the mirthful word , And the red wine's foaming flow ! Until that sullen boding knell Flung out from every fane ...
Pagina 35
... - tage door C G F D C B · Was sit- ting in the sun ; C D F G And by him sport- 38 B D C B ed on the green + I G F G D F D C C His little grand child wil- hel mine . 00 A The Battle of Blenheim . It was a sum SET TO HINDU MUSIC . 35.
... - tage door C G F D C B · Was sit- ting in the sun ; C D F G And by him sport- 38 B D C B ed on the green + I G F G D F D C C His little grand child wil- hel mine . 00 A The Battle of Blenheim . It was a sum SET TO HINDU MUSIC . 35.
Pagina 36
... was done , And A he be- fore his cot- tage door Was sit- ting in the sun ; And by him sport- ed on the green His 3 little grand child wil- hel mine . She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round 36 ENGLISH VERSES ,
... was done , And A he be- fore his cot- tage door Was sit- ting in the sun ; And by him sport- ed on the green His 3 little grand child wil- hel mine . She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round 36 ENGLISH VERSES ,
Pagina 38
... child he fled , Nor had he where to rest his head . " With fire and sword the country round Was wasted far and wide ; And many a childing mother then And new - born baby died . But things like that , you know , must be At every famous ...
... child he fled , Nor had he where to rest his head . " With fire and sword the country round Was wasted far and wide ; And many a childing mother then And new - born baby died . But things like that , you know , must be At every famous ...
Pagina 61
... d wall . And green for ever be the groves , And bright the flowery sod , Where first the child's glad spirit loves Its country and its God . MRS . HEMANS . THE NAME OF ENGLAND . THE trumpet of the battle SET TO HINDU MUSIC . 61.
... d wall . And green for ever be the groves , And bright the flowery sod , Where first the child's glad spirit loves Its country and its God . MRS . HEMANS . THE NAME OF ENGLAND . THE trumpet of the battle SET TO HINDU MUSIC . 61.
Termeni și expresii frecvente
ALEXANDER SELKIRK battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF HOHENLINDEN bright Britain's best bulwarks cing cried deep dread earth England's heart Excelsior F A G F E D F E F F F F F G F fair isle flow G A G G E F G F E G F G gay dance Gunga happy and blest hath heaven HEMANS HEPTACHORDS HINDU MUSIC homes of England isle land light ling Long Lord Madhyamána mudárá nd ble night o'er pure art thou round RULE BRITANNIA rule the waves Sanskrit saptaca save the Queen SET TO HINDU shore sign of máttrá SIR JOHN MOORE smile song soul sound stormy winds sweet tain Tála ters ther thine Thou art thy daugh truth tells winds do blow ΙΔ
Pasaje populare
Pagina 55 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness : And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Pagina 56 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Pagina 37 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Pagina 112 - FATHER of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord! Thou Great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind...
Pagina 21 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Pagina 127 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Pagina 125 - With uncouth rhymes and shapeless sculpture decked, Implores the passing tribute of a sigh. Their name, their years, spelt by th' unlettered muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er...
Pagina 124 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Pagina 90 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Pagina 85 - Half buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device — Excelsior!