English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1857 |
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... flower ; And when at length , with trembling pace He sought to find where Branksome ay , He feared to see that grisly face Glare from some thicket on his way . Thus , starting oft , he journeyed on , And deeper in the wood is gone- For ...
... flower ; And when at length , with trembling pace He sought to find where Branksome ay , He feared to see that grisly face Glare from some thicket on his way . Thus , starting oft , he journeyed on , And deeper in the wood is gone- For ...
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... flowers on his head , He heard the baffled dogs in vain Rave through the hollow pass amain , Chiding the rocks that yell'd again . Close on the hounds the hunter came , To cheer them on their vanish'd game ; But , stumbling in the ...
... flowers on his head , He heard the baffled dogs in vain Rave through the hollow pass amain , Chiding the rocks that yell'd again . Close on the hounds the hunter came , To cheer them on their vanish'd game ; But , stumbling in the ...
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... flower Which boasts the name of virgin - bower , And every hardy plant could bear Loch Katrine's keen and searching air . An instant in this porch she stay'd , And gaily to the stranger said , " On heaven and on thy lady call , And ...
... flower Which boasts the name of virgin - bower , And every hardy plant could bear Loch Katrine's keen and searching air . An instant in this porch she stay'd , And gaily to the stranger said , " On heaven and on thy lady call , And ...
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... flower of youth , and beauty's pride . Happy , happy , happy pair ! None but the brave , None but the brave , None but the brave deserves the fair . Timotheus , placed on high , Amid the tuneful choir , With flying fingers touch'd the ...
... flower of youth , and beauty's pride . Happy , happy , happy pair ! None but the brave , None but the brave , None but the brave deserves the fair . Timotheus , placed on high , Amid the tuneful choir , With flying fingers touch'd the ...
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... The renegade's shame , and the exile's despair . One look , one last look , to the cots and the towers , To the rows of our vines , and the beds of our flowers : To the church where the bones of our fathers decayed 103 Song of the ...
... The renegade's shame , and the exile's despair . One look , one last look , to the cots and the towers , To the rows of our vines , and the beds of our flowers : To the church where the bones of our fathers decayed 103 Song of the ...
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Términos y frases comunes
arms battle bear beneath bless blood bold brave breath bright bring brother child close cried dark dead dear death deep dying earth Erle eyes face fair fall father fear fell fight fire foes gallant give gone grave green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hope horse hour John king ladye land leaves light live look Lord loud mind morn mother mountain never night o'er once pale pass play praise pride rest rise rose round seen shade side sight sing slain sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit stand steed stone stood stream sweet tears tell thee thine thou thought Till tower turned Twas voice watch wave wind wood wounds young
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Página 273 - Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the...
Página 150 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 220 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Página 134 - From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains .Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Página 47 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Página 113 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay. Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 273 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
Página 205 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell; But hush!
Página 72 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Página 48 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow.