Poetry for School and Home, from the best authors. Edited by T. Shorter1861 |
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... feeling ; Steeping all my soul with tears . Eloquent the children's faces- Poverty's lean look , which saith , Save us ! save us ! woe surrounds us ; Little knowledge sore confounds us ; Life is but a lingering death ! Give us light ...
... feeling ; Steeping all my soul with tears . Eloquent the children's faces- Poverty's lean look , which saith , Save us ! save us ! woe surrounds us ; Little knowledge sore confounds us ; Life is but a lingering death ! Give us light ...
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... feel the cold sweat stand ; My lips grow dry and tremulous , and my breath Comes feebly up ; oh ! tell me , is this death ? Mother ! your hand . " Here - lay it on my wrist , And place the other thus beneath my head , And say , sweet ...
... feel the cold sweat stand ; My lips grow dry and tremulous , and my breath Comes feebly up ; oh ! tell me , is this death ? Mother ! your hand . " Here - lay it on my wrist , And place the other thus beneath my head , And say , sweet ...
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... feeling now , That always with it came ; It seems to me as if she made The sweetness of the year- As if I could be glad no more , Now Lucy is not here . A year - it seems but yesterday , When in this very door You stood ; and she came ...
... feeling now , That always with it came ; It seems to me as if she made The sweetness of the year- As if I could be glad no more , Now Lucy is not here . A year - it seems but yesterday , When in this very door You stood ; and she came ...
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... feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head . She had a rustic , woodland air , And ...
... feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head . She had a rustic , woodland air , And ...
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... feel that dewy touch of thine ; To drink thy freshness once again , O gentle , gentle , summer rain . In heat , the landscape quivering lies ; The cattle pant beneath the tree ; Through parching air and purple skies , The earth looks up ...
... feel that dewy touch of thine ; To drink thy freshness once again , O gentle , gentle , summer rain . In heat , the landscape quivering lies ; The cattle pant beneath the tree ; Through parching air and purple skies , The earth looks up ...
Términos y frases comunes
angel BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beauty beneath bird blessed bloom blossoms blow blue bowers breast breath breeze bright buds CASABIANCA child CINQUE PORTS cloud cottage cowslips cried CUCKOO dance dead dear death delight DESTRUCTION OF SENNACHERIB doth dream earth ECHOING GREEN ELIZA COOK eyes fair Father flowers gentle glad green guilders happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Inchcape Rock JOHN GILPIN lamb land laugh light look Lucy MARY HOWITT merry moon morning mother nest never night NIGHT SONG o'er PIED PIPER pipe PIPER OF HAMELIN pity pleasant poor pray prayer Queen round sail shining sing SIR JOHN MOORE sister sleep smile snow song sorrow Speak gently spring stars stept sweet tears thee There's thine thou tree trysting-tree Twas unto village waves wild wind wing young