Graded Poetry: First and second years, [third-eighth year]Katherine Devereux Blake, Georgia Alexander Maynard, Merrill, 1906 |
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Pagina 4
... Rest Auld Lang Syne To a Mountain Daisy Daffodils . • " My Heart Leaps Up " Coronach The Last Rose of Summer The Grasshopper and Cricket . On the Grasshopper and Cricket Apostrophe to the Ocean Spring , from " The Sensitive.
... Rest Auld Lang Syne To a Mountain Daisy Daffodils . • " My Heart Leaps Up " Coronach The Last Rose of Summer The Grasshopper and Cricket . On the Grasshopper and Cricket Apostrophe to the Ocean Spring , from " The Sensitive.
Pagina 28
... Rose of Summer ' Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred , No rosebud is nigh , 29 THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET To reflect back her blushes 28 GRADED ...
... Rose of Summer ' Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred , No rosebud is nigh , 29 THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET To reflect back her blushes 28 GRADED ...
Pagina 33
... Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest . The snowdrop , and then the violet , Arose from the ground with warm rain wet ; And their breath was mixed with fresh odor , sent From the tuft , like the voice and the instrument . Then the ...
... Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest . The snowdrop , and then the violet , Arose from the ground with warm rain wet ; And their breath was mixed with fresh odor , sent From the tuft , like the voice and the instrument . Then the ...
Pagina 34
... rose like a nymph to the bath addressed , Which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast , Till , fold after fold , to the fainting air The soul of her beauty and love lay bare . -From " THE SENSITIVE PLANT . " 5 10 15 20 To a Skylark ...
... rose like a nymph to the bath addressed , Which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast , Till , fold after fold , to the fainting air The soul of her beauty and love lay bare . -From " THE SENSITIVE PLANT . " 5 10 15 20 To a Skylark ...
Pagina 36
... rose embowered In its own green leaves , By warm winds deflowered , Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy - winged thieves . Sound of vernal showers , On the twinkling grass , Rain - awakened flowers , All ...
... rose embowered In its own green leaves , By warm winds deflowered , Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy - winged thieves . Sound of vernal showers , On the twinkling grass , Rain - awakened flowers , All ...
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Graded Poetry: First and second years, [third-eighth year] Katherine Devereux Blake,Georgia Alexander Vizualizare completă - 1906 |
Graded Poetry: First and second years, [third-eighth year], Volumul 3 Katherine Devereux Blake,Georgia Alexander Vizualizare completă - 1905 |
Graded Poetry: First and second years, [third-eighth year] Katherine Devereux Blake,Georgia Alexander Vizualizare completă - 1906 |
Termeni și expresii frecvente
ALFRED TENNYSON AMERICA ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH auld lang syne battle of Flanders beautiful bells beneath best-known poems bird born in London born on Christmas bosom breast breath brimming river BURNS SCOTLAND captain Chambered Nautilus CHARLES MACKAY choir invisible Christmas Day College Concord Hymn dark dawn dead deep died doth earth educated ENGLAND Ensign Epps fears fire flow To join flower FOREST HYMN go on forever God's hear heart heaven join the brimming join the choir Kindly Light king Lead Thou lies the land lips live Lord MATTHEW ARNOLD MERRY GENTLEMEN name of Old night o'er Ocean Old Glory Ozymandias PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Philip poet pride rest ye roll rose Runic rhyme sail sang ship shores silent sings smile song soul sound spear stars sweet sword thee thine Thou art Thou dost thought trees Tubal Cain voice waves winds youth
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Pagina 63 - Spirit, that made those heroes dare To die, and leave their children free, Bid Time and Nature gently spare The shaft we raise to them and thee.
Pagina 77 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil side ; Some great cause, God's new Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right, And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Pagina 57 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Pagina 81 - I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal" Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel; Since God is marching on.
Pagina 42 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Pagina 79 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship Is...
Pagina 41 - I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars; I loiter round my cresses ; • And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Pagina 37 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near.
Pagina 9 - LAERTES' head. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledg'd comrade.
Pagina 13 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun, When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening