Little Classics, Volúmenes13-14Rossiter Johnson Houghton, Mifflin and Company, 1875 |
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... shed , and weep till morn ; She only left of all the harmless train , The sad historian of the pensive plain . - Near yonder conse where once the cordon emilad And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote. THE DESERTED VILLAGE . 11.
... shed , and weep till morn ; She only left of all the harmless train , The sad historian of the pensive plain . - Near yonder conse where once the cordon emilad And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote. THE DESERTED VILLAGE . 11.
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... come from a far countree . " He kneels at morn , and noon , and eve , - He hath a cushion plump : It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old oak stump .. " The skift Where are those lights so many and fair , That. LITTLE CLASSICS .
... come from a far countree . " He kneels at morn , and noon , and eve , - He hath a cushion plump : It is the moss that wholly hides The rotted old oak stump .. " The skift Where are those lights so many and fair , That. LITTLE CLASSICS .
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... morn decline , And one had come from Bingen , -fair Bingen on the Rhine . " Tell my mother , that her other son shall comfort her old age ; For I was still a truant bird , that thought his home a cage . For my father was a soldier , and ...
... morn decline , And one had come from Bingen , -fair Bingen on the Rhine . " Tell my mother , that her other son shall comfort her old age ; For I was still a truant bird , that thought his home a cage . For my father was a soldier , and ...
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Rossiter Johnson. ay was setting old in last of S morn on the ort her a cage , s fierce hoard , my fa at light on the But to look upon them proudly , with a calm and steadfast eye , For her brother was a soldier , too , and not afraid to ...
Rossiter Johnson. ay was setting old in last of S morn on the ort her a cage , s fierce hoard , my fa at light on the But to look upon them proudly , with a calm and steadfast eye , For her brother was a soldier , too , and not afraid to ...
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... morning snaw . Full twenty years she has lived as free As the spirits that sojourn in this countrye . I have brought her away frae the snares of men , That sin or death she may never ken . " They clasped her waist and her hands sae fair ...
... morning snaw . Full twenty years she has lived as free As the spirits that sojourn in this countrye . I have brought her away frae the snares of men , That sin or death she may never ken . " They clasped her waist and her hands sae fair ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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...