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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... fell Disease , and ghastly Poverty : Thy form benign , oh Goddess ! wear , Thy milder influence impart , Thy philosophic train be there To soften , not to wound my heart . The generous spark extinct revive , Teach me to love , and to ...
... fell Disease , and ghastly Poverty : Thy form benign , oh Goddess ! wear , Thy milder influence impart , Thy philosophic train be there To soften , not to wound my heart . The generous spark extinct revive , Teach me to love , and to ...
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... fell forthwith . His wondrous weight made the ground to quake , Th ' earth sunk under him , and seem'd to shake : There lieth the Oak pitied of none . Now stands the Breere like a lord alone , Puffed up with pride and vain pleasance ...
... fell forthwith . His wondrous weight made the ground to quake , Th ' earth sunk under him , and seem'd to shake : There lieth the Oak pitied of none . Now stands the Breere like a lord alone , Puffed up with pride and vain pleasance ...
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... fell from the walls of a castle where he was confined , into a river which flowed beneath , and thus lost his life . Shaks- peare has made a most affecting scene of John's cruelty to the poor youth . That and the subsequent passages ...
... fell from the walls of a castle where he was confined , into a river which flowed beneath , and thus lost his life . Shaks- peare has made a most affecting scene of John's cruelty to the poor youth . That and the subsequent passages ...
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... fell working I was first advanced , And by whose power I well might lodge a fear To be again displaced ; which to avoid , I cut them off ; and had a purpose now To lead out many to the Holy Land ; Lest rest , and lying still , might ...
... fell working I was first advanced , And by whose power I well might lodge a fear To be again displaced ; which to avoid , I cut them off ; and had a purpose now To lead out many to the Holy Land ; Lest rest , and lying still , might ...
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... fell , -even then “ And thus I set my foot upon his neck " - The princely blood flows in his cheek , he sweats , Strains his young nerves , and puts himself in posture That acts my words— The younger brother Cadwall , ( Once , Arviragus ) ...
... fell , -even then “ And thus I set my foot upon his neck " - The princely blood flows in his cheek , he sweats , Strains his young nerves , and puts himself in posture That acts my words— The younger brother Cadwall , ( Once , Arviragus ) ...
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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...