A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best PoetsWilliam Cullen Bryant Ford, 1873 - 789 pagini |
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Pagina xv
... Birds 351 Burns , Robert 705 Coral Insect , The 475 Daisy , The 368 Grave , The 187 " Make way for Liberty ! " 436 ... bird let loose " The harp that once through Tara's halls The Young May Moon . 729 227 455 172 363 England , b . 1808 ...
... Birds 351 Burns , Robert 705 Coral Insect , The 475 Daisy , The 368 Grave , The 187 " Make way for Liberty ! " 436 ... bird let loose " The harp that once through Tara's halls The Young May Moon . 729 227 455 172 363 England , b . 1808 ...
Pagina xix
... Birds 305 Hymn on the Seasons Plea for the Animals Rule Britannia 567 Songsters , The 115 Stag Hunt , The Summer ... Bird , To a Arab to the Palm , The 359 TICKELL , THOMAS . Bedouin Love - Song 71 England , b . 1686 . Lute - Player ...
... Birds 305 Hymn on the Seasons Plea for the Animals Rule Britannia 567 Songsters , The 115 Stag Hunt , The Summer ... Bird , To a Arab to the Palm , The 359 TICKELL , THOMAS . Bedouin Love - Song 71 England , b . 1686 . Lute - Player ...
Pagina 6
... bird , Little twitter nevermore heard , That's puss . Killing fly , rat , or mouse , As it runs about the house , That's puss . Pet of missis , " Itte mite , " Never must be out of sight , God knoweth all ; Mousy nibbles in the wall ...
... bird , Little twitter nevermore heard , That's puss . Killing fly , rat , or mouse , As it runs about the house , That's puss . Pet of missis , " Itte mite , " Never must be out of sight , God knoweth all ; Mousy nibbles in the wall ...
Pagina 8
... bird that rings the air , ( The door ! the door ! he'll tumble down the stair ! ) Thou darling of thy sire ! ( Why , Jane , he'll set his pinafore afire ! ) Thou imp of mirth and joy ! In love's dear chain so bright a link , Thou idol ...
... bird that rings the air , ( The door ! the door ! he'll tumble down the stair ! ) Thou darling of thy sire ! ( Why , Jane , he'll set his pinafore afire ! ) Thou imp of mirth and joy ! In love's dear chain so bright a link , Thou idol ...
Pagina 12
... bird's wing glan- cing , Full of a wild and irrepressible mirth , Like a young sunbeam to the gladdened earth ! Thine was the shout , the song , the burst of joy , Which sweet from childhood's rosy lip re- soundeth ; Thine was the eager ...
... bird's wing glan- cing , Full of a wild and irrepressible mirth , Like a young sunbeam to the gladdened earth ! Thine was the shout , the song , the burst of joy , Which sweet from childhood's rosy lip re- soundeth ; Thine was the eager ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold cried dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle gone grave green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings
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Pagina 572 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes. Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Pagina 192 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Pagina 639 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair, Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Pagina 42 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Pagina 617 - All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Pagina 33 - Each spake words of high disdain And insult to his heart's best brother: They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Pagina 620 - And O ye fountains, meadows, hills, and groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might; I only have relinquished one delight To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly...
Pagina 580 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Pagina 244 - WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread, — • Stitch— stitch— stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the "Song of the Shirt!
Pagina 293 - Tunes her nocturnal note: thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...