Little Classics, Volúmenes13-14Rossiter Johnson Houghton, Mifflin and Company, 1875 |
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... kings . Full on this casement shone the wintry moon , And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast , As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose - bloom fell on her hands , together prest , And on her silver cross soft ...
... kings . Full on this casement shone the wintry moon , And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast , As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose - bloom fell on her hands , together prest , And on her silver cross soft ...
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... kings , The exiled Spirit sighing roves ; And now hangs listening to the doves In warm Rosetta's vale , now loves To watch the moonlight on the wings Of the white pelicans that break The azure calm of Moris ' lake . " T was a fair scene ...
... kings , The exiled Spirit sighing roves ; And now hangs listening to the doves In warm Rosetta's vale , now loves To watch the moonlight on the wings Of the white pelicans that break The azure calm of Moris ' lake . " T was a fair scene ...
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Rossiter Johnson. From nothing unto dark nothing ; And many an emperor and king , Passing with glory or with shame , Left little record of his name , And no remembrance of the face Once watched with awe for gifts or grace . Fear little ...
Rossiter Johnson. From nothing unto dark nothing ; And many an emperor and king , Passing with glory or with shame , Left little record of his name , And no remembrance of the face Once watched with awe for gifts or grace . Fear little ...
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... of a king to see , A mightier man than men are now . So in few days what man shall know The needy Scholar , seeing me Great in the place where great men he an . Beside the best I then shall stand ,. 176 LITTLE CLASSICS .
... of a king to see , A mightier man than men are now . So in few days what man shall know The needy Scholar , seeing me Great in the place where great men he an . Beside the best I then shall stand ,. 176 LITTLE CLASSICS .
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... king , What lovely days may yet be mine ! How shall I live with love , and wine , And music , till I come to die ! And then- Who knoweth certainly What haps to us when we are dead ? Truly , I think by likelihead Naught haps to us of ...
... king , What lovely days may yet be mine ! How shall I live with love , and wine , And music , till I come to die ! And then- Who knoweth certainly What haps to us when we are dead ? Truly , I think by likelihead Naught haps to us of ...
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Agnes Beadsman beneath Bingen bird blest blood bowers breast breath bright brow cloud Clusium cold Connocht Moran's corse curse dark dead dear deep door dream dungeon earth EUGENE ARAM EVE OF ST Excalibur eyes fair fear fell fierce fled flew flowers frae gaze gray green grew hand hath heard heart heaven HORATIUS hung Kilmeny King King Arthur knew lady land Lars Porsena light lily lonely looked loud Madeline moon morn mortal never Nevermore night o'er odor pale Peri Porphyro Porsena pray Quoth Rhine rose round sails seen Sensitive Plant shadow shipwrecked coast shone sigh silent Sir Bedivere SKELETON IN ARMOR sleep smile soft soul sound spake spirit star stood sweet TAM O'SHANTER tears tell thee thine thing THOMAS HOOD thou thought trembling voice wall Wedding-Guest weep whisper wild wind wings
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Página 29 - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
Página 198 - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
Página 28 - There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.
Página 45 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Página 150 - thing of evil! — prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us — by that God we both adore — Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Página 11 - The sober herd that lowed to meet their young; The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school; The watchdog's voice that bayed the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And filled each pause the nightingale had made.
Página 36 - twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute; And now it is an angel's song That makes the heavens be mute. " It ceased"; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Página 146 - And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me— filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "* Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door, Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door: This it is and nothing more.
Página 145 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Página 10 - To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...