The Treasure Book of Verse: Being a Reissue of Poetry for Home and SchoolG.P. Putnams's Sons, 1909 - 320 páginas |
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... Mind · That each Thing is Hurt of itself PERCIVAL , JAMES G. The Coral Grove RALEIGH , WALTER The Lie · The Nymph's Reply . SCOTT , WALTER Helvellyn . Lullaby of an Infant Chief Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Song • Young Lochinvar SHAKESPEARE ...
... Mind · That each Thing is Hurt of itself PERCIVAL , JAMES G. The Coral Grove RALEIGH , WALTER The Lie · The Nymph's Reply . SCOTT , WALTER Helvellyn . Lullaby of an Infant Chief Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Song • Young Lochinvar SHAKESPEARE ...
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... mind . The morning came , the chaise was brought , But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door , lest all Should say that she was proud . So three doors off the chaise was stayed , Where they did all get in , Six precious souls ...
... mind . The morning came , the chaise was brought , But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door , lest all Should say that she was proud . So three doors off the chaise was stayed , Where they did all get in , Six precious souls ...
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... mind , When Betty , screaming , came down stairs , " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he , " yet bring it me , My leathern belt likewise , In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise . " Now mistress Gilpin ...
... mind , When Betty , screaming , came down stairs , " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he , " yet bring it me , My leathern belt likewise , In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise . " Now mistress Gilpin ...
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... mind may move , Come live with me and be my Love . * 88 * Christopher Marlowe . THE NYMPH'S REPLY . If that the world and love were young , And truth on every shepherd's tongue , These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee ...
... mind may move , Come live with me and be my Love . * 88 * Christopher Marlowe . THE NYMPH'S REPLY . If that the world and love were young , And truth on every shepherd's tongue , These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee ...
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... mind might move To live with thee and be thy Love . Walter Raleigh . * * 89 * ROBIN HOOD AND ALLAN 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 ...
... mind might move To live with thee and be thy Love . Walter Raleigh . * * 89 * ROBIN HOOD AND ALLAN 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 ...
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The Treasure Book of Verse: Being a Reissue of Poetry for Home and School Anna Callender Brackett Vista de fragmentos - 1905 |
Términos y frases comunes
Abbot Alfred Tennyson beauty bells Belshazzar beneath birds bishop of Hereford blew blow bob-o'-link bold bower brave breath bright Camelot chee clouds cried dance dark dead dear deep delight dost doth dream Earl Percy earth Edmund Spenser eyes fair father fear flowers forever Gilpin grace green happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Inchcape Inchcape Rock Ivy green John John Barleycorn king Lady Moon Lady of Shalott land laugh light live look Lord loud Lycidas meadow merry morning mother mountain never night o'er Patrick Spence Queen quoth Ring river Robin Hood rock rose round sail Samian wine shepherd shore silent sing sleep smile snow soft soul sound Spink stars stood stormy stream tell thee thou art thought tree Twas unto voice waves wild William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind wings woods
Pasajes populares
Página 286 - 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...
Página 160 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Página 101 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Página 89 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Página 120 - FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away, Like to the Summer's rain, Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Página 272 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...
Página 271 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Página 300 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Página 154 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Página 146 - 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." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,