The Children's Garland from the Best Poets: Selected and Arranged by Coventry PatmoreMacmillan, 1879 - 344 стор. |
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... Robin Hood . Spring , the sweet Spring , is the year's pleasant king The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold The boy stood on the burning deck . 8 5 197 123 287 · 284 223 328 35 • The cock is crowing 25 The crafty Nix , more ...
... Robin Hood . Spring , the sweet Spring , is the year's pleasant king The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold The boy stood on the burning deck . 8 5 197 123 287 · 284 223 328 35 • The cock is crowing 25 The crafty Nix , more ...
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... Robin Hood and Allin - a - Dale Violets XXXIII The Palmer XXXIV The Forsaken Merman XXXV The Sands o ' Dee XXXVI The Loss of the Royal George XXXVII A Sea Dirge XXXVIII The Ancient Mariner XXXIX XL Song of Ariel How's my Boy XLI The.
... Robin Hood and Allin - a - Dale Violets XXXIII The Palmer XXXIV The Forsaken Merman XXXV The Sands o ' Dee XXXVI The Loss of the Royal George XXXVII A Sea Dirge XXXVIII The Ancient Mariner XXXIX XL Song of Ariel How's my Boy XLI The.
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... Robin Hood and the Bishop of Hereford CXLIII Sir John Suckling's Campaign CXLIV The Nun's Lament for Philip Sparrow CXLV To a Butterfly CXLVI The Dragon of Wantley CXLVII The Ungrateful Cupid CXLVIII The King of the Crocodiles Contents XV.
... Robin Hood and the Bishop of Hereford CXLIII Sir John Suckling's Campaign CXLIV The Nun's Lament for Philip Sparrow CXLV To a Butterfly CXLVI The Dragon of Wantley CXLVII The Ungrateful Cupid CXLVIII The King of the Crocodiles Contents XV.
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... ROBIN HOOD AND ALLIN A DALE Come listen to me , you gallants so free , All you that love mirth for to hear , And I will tell you of a bold outlaw That lived in Nottinghamshire . As Robin Hood in the forest stood , All under the ...
... ROBIN HOOD AND ALLIN A DALE Come listen to me , you gallants so free , All you that love mirth for to hear , And I will tell you of a bold outlaw That lived in Nottinghamshire . As Robin Hood in the forest stood , All under the ...
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... Robin Hood next morning stood Amongst the leaves so gay , There did he espy the same young man , Come drooping along the way . The scarlet he wore the day before It was clean cast away ; And at every step he fetch'd a sigh , ' Alack and ...
... Robin Hood next morning stood Amongst the leaves so gay , There did he espy the same young man , Come drooping along the way . The scarlet he wore the day before It was clean cast away ; And at every step he fetch'd a sigh , ' Alack and ...
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The Children's Garland from the Best Poets. Selected and Arranged by ... Coventry Patmore Повний перегляд - 1873 |
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a-begging Abbot bird bishop bishop of Hereford blow bower brave bright cheer child cold COVENTRY PATMORE cried Crocodile dark daughter dead dear door Dora doth eyes F. T. PALGRAVE fair fair lady fast father fear flowers gallant gallant story Gilpin gold green grew hand Hark hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill horse Inchcape Rock John John Barleycorn king lady land light Little John Little white Lily live Lochinvar look look'd Lord Lord Randal loud maid merry moon morning ne'er never Nevermore night o'er Old Ballad old courtier poison'd poor pray quoth Robin Hood rode round S. T. Coleridge shepherd sing smile song soon soul steed stood storm stream sweet tell thee thou thought took trees Twas unto wild Wildgrave wind wings Witch word young
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Сторінка 159 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Сторінка 215 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Сторінка 65 - They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Сторінка 59 - Out of the sea came he ! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Сторінка 177 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Сторінка 196 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted— nevermore!
Сторінка 183 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Сторінка 195 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Сторінка 21 - I met a lady in the meads Full beautiful, a faery's child; Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild. I...
Сторінка 59 - With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. 50 And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.