The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four Parts, Volúmenes1-2C. Scribner & Company, 1868 |
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... birds Seem to speak my own thoughts as I read the words . And oh ! I do have such pleasant dreams , And each story I read so real seems ! I can see the fairies and hear them talk , And angels pacing the garden walk , And beautiful ...
... birds Seem to speak my own thoughts as I read the words . And oh ! I do have such pleasant dreams , And each story I read so real seems ! I can see the fairies and hear them talk , And angels pacing the garden walk , And beautiful ...
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... bird on the tree , And the old ewe , she― May love their babies exceedingly ; But I love my kittens there , Under the rocking chair , — I love my kittens with all my might , I love them at morning , and noon , and night . Now I'll take ...
... bird on the tree , And the old ewe , she― May love their babies exceedingly ; But I love my kittens there , Under the rocking chair , — I love my kittens with all my might , I love them at morning , and noon , and night . Now I'll take ...
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... bird has flown Home to its downy nest . The robin was the last to go ; Upon the leafless bough He sang his evening hymn to God , And he is silent now . The bee is hushed within the hive ; Shut is the daisy's eye ; The stars alone are ...
... bird has flown Home to its downy nest . The robin was the last to go ; Upon the leafless bough He sang his evening hymn to God , And he is silent now . The bee is hushed within the hive ; Shut is the daisy's eye ; The stars alone are ...
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... at play Do you know that Jesus sees you ? He it is who made the day , Sunshine , birds , and flowers to please you . O then thank him much , and pray To be grateful every day . Little child , when you're afraid , Do you know GARLAND . 23.
... at play Do you know that Jesus sees you ? He it is who made the day , Sunshine , birds , and flowers to please you . O then thank him much , and pray To be grateful every day . Little child , when you're afraid , Do you know GARLAND . 23.
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... BIRD'S NEST ? " 10 whit ! To whit ! To whce ! " T Will you listen to me ? Who stole four eggs I laid , And the nice nest I made ? " " Not I , " said the cow , " Moo , oo ! Such a thing I'd never do , I gave you a wisp of hay , But didn ...
... BIRD'S NEST ? " 10 whit ! To whit ! To whce ! " T Will you listen to me ? Who stole four eggs I laid , And the nice nest I made ? " " Not I , " said the cow , " Moo , oo ! Such a thing I'd never do , I gave you a wisp of hay , But didn ...
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Términos y frases comunes
angel beautiful beneath bird blessed blue brave breast breath bright brow Caldon Low cheer child clouds cried dark dear death deep doth earth Eliza Cook eyes face fair father fear feet flowers Frances Anne Kemble glory glow golden green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Henry of Navarre jackdaw Katydid kiss lady land Leigh Hunt light lips LITTLE ROBIN REDBREASTS live look Lord Mary Howitt merry morning mother mountain ne'er never night o'er ocean Pixies poor pray prayer rest rose round sail Samian wine shine shore sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound stars stood sweet tears tell tempest thee thine thing Thomas Hood thou thought tree Twas voice waves weary ween weep wild wind wings Winthrop Mackworth Praed word
Pasajes populares
Página 275 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frowned not on his humble birth, And melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Página 54 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Página 182 - Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll!
Página 217 - 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 240 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Página 331 - s not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Página 192 - 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 181 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, a<s the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Página 255 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown : This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 273 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray ; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.