Poetry for Schools: Designed for Reading and Recitation : the Whole Selected from the Best Poets in the English LanguageW.E. Dean, 1842 - 348 стор. |
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... born to blush unseen , And waste its sweetness on the desert air , " is poetry . Poetry is generally written in verse . Verse is a cer- tain measure or quantity of sound , expressed in words , at regular times , during the whole of a ...
... born to blush unseen , And waste its sweetness on the desert air , " is poetry . Poetry is generally written in verse . Verse is a cer- tain measure or quantity of sound , expressed in words , at regular times , during the whole of a ...
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... born . Since thou , delicious youth , didst quit the plains , Th ' ungrateful ground we till with fruitless pains , In laboured furrows sow the choice of wheat , And over empty sheaves in harvest sweat ; A thin increase our fleecy ...
... born . Since thou , delicious youth , didst quit the plains , Th ' ungrateful ground we till with fruitless pains , In laboured furrows sow the choice of wheat , And over empty sheaves in harvest sweat ; A thin increase our fleecy ...
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... born for posterity and all time , and in the consciousness of his endowments his elevat- ed mind was little disturbed by the neglect of his contemporaries . For almost a century after the publication of his minor 4 POETRY FOR SCHOOLS . 37.
... born for posterity and all time , and in the consciousness of his endowments his elevat- ed mind was little disturbed by the neglect of his contemporaries . For almost a century after the publication of his minor 4 POETRY FOR SCHOOLS . 37.
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... born in London about the middle of the sixteenth century . After leaving the university of Cambridge , where he was educated , he passed some time in a state of rustic obscurity in the North of England , and there his mind was fur ...
... born in London about the middle of the sixteenth century . After leaving the university of Cambridge , where he was educated , he passed some time in a state of rustic obscurity in the North of England , and there his mind was fur ...
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... born of heavenly brood , Unsullied thoughts of immortality , And musing virtue , prodigal of blood : Yes in this map of what is fair and good , This glorious index of a heavenly book ; Not seldom , as in youthful years he stood ...
... born of heavenly brood , Unsullied thoughts of immortality , And musing virtue , prodigal of blood : Yes in this map of what is fair and good , This glorious index of a heavenly book ; Not seldom , as in youthful years he stood ...
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Сторінка 248 - 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...
Сторінка 31 - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Сторінка 56 - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes any thing, you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning, give him the greater commendation : he was naturally learned ; he needed not the spectacles of books to read nature ; he looked inwards, and found her there.
Сторінка 247 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Сторінка 300 - 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 248 - Gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard ; and heard, too, have her Saxon foes : — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears...
Сторінка 48 - Eugh, obedient to the benders will ; The Birch for shaftes ; the Sallow for the mill ; The Mirrhe sweete-bleeding in the bitter wound ; The warlike Beech ; the Ash for nothing ill ; The fruitful! Olive ; and the Platane round ; The carver Holme ; the Maple seeldom inward sound.
Сторінка 248 - ... mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips, — "The foe! They come! They come!
Сторінка 300 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet Vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Сторінка 84 - Henceforth I learn that to obey is best, And love with fear the only God, to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend...