The Children's Garland from the Best Poets: Selected and Arranged by Coventry PatmoreMacmillan, 1879 - 344 páginas |
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... tell you anon 248 246 31 171 41 301 276 124 76 329 165 19 20 32 159 An old song made by an aged old pate . 136 An outlandish knight came from the North lands 221 Art thou the bird whom man loves best 99 As I a fare had lately past . 9 ...
... tell you anon 248 246 31 171 41 301 276 124 76 329 165 19 20 32 159 An old song made by an aged old pate . 136 An outlandish knight came from the North lands 221 Art thou the bird whom man loves best 99 As I a fare had lately past . 9 ...
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... tell how Hercules 292 On his morning rounds the master 264 On the green banks of Shannon when Sheelah was nigh . 243 Once on a time a rustic dame 147 Once upon a midnight dreary , while I pondered weak and weary 191 One day , it matters ...
... tell how Hercules 292 On his morning rounds the master 264 On the green banks of Shannon when Sheelah was nigh . 243 Once on a time a rustic dame 147 Once upon a midnight dreary , while I pondered weak and weary 191 One day , it matters ...
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... tell 338 There was three kings into the East . 21 There were three jovial Welshmen 337 There's that old hag Moll Brown , look , see , just past 335 They glide upon their endless way 6 They grew in beauty side by side 315 Three fishers ...
... tell 338 There was three kings into the East . 21 There were three jovial Welshmen 337 There's that old hag Moll Brown , look , see , just past 335 They glide upon their endless way 6 They grew in beauty side by side 315 Three fishers ...
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... tell , But I wish I could hear the Inchcape Bell . ' They hear no sound , the swell is strong ; Though the wind hath fallen , they drift along , Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock : Cried they , ' It is the Inchcape Rock ...
... tell , But I wish I could hear the Inchcape Bell . ' They hear no sound , the swell is strong ; Though the wind hath fallen , they drift along , Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock : Cried they , ' It is the Inchcape Rock ...
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... tell Of a truth what his ailing could be ; And she thought on him last in her prayers at night , And she look'd at him last as she put out the light . And she found him grow worse in the dead of the night ( Under the gloomy elm - tree ) ...
... tell Of a truth what his ailing could be ; And she thought on him last in her prayers at night , And she look'd at him last as she put out the light . And she found him grow worse in the dead of the night ( Under the gloomy elm - tree ) ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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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Página 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?
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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!
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.