The poetical ladder; or A selection of poetry ... to suit the capacities of children, by a lady1827 |
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... hear your sweet carols on high , With silken wings soaring amid the blue sky , That we left you to sing and be free . A. T. THE HERMIT . A Hermit there was , and he liv'd in a grot , And the way to be happy , they said he had got . As I ...
... hear your sweet carols on high , With silken wings soaring amid the blue sky , That we left you to sing and be free . A. T. THE HERMIT . A Hermit there was , and he liv'd in a grot , And the way to be happy , they said he had got . As I ...
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... hear , wherever he might be ? He made your eyes , and can discern Which ever way you think to turn ; He made your ears , and he can hear When you think nobody is near ; In ev'ry place , by night or day , He watches all you do and say ...
... hear , wherever he might be ? He made your eyes , and can discern Which ever way you think to turn ; He made your ears , and he can hear When you think nobody is near ; In ev'ry place , by night or day , He watches all you do and say ...
Side 25
... As passes by the happy day , You'll never have to turn aside , From any one your faults to hide ; Nor heave a sigh , nor have a fear , That either God or I should hear . A. THE DEAD SPARROW . TELL me not of joy ! J. T. LADDER . 25.
... As passes by the happy day , You'll never have to turn aside , From any one your faults to hide ; Nor heave a sigh , nor have a fear , That either God or I should hear . A. THE DEAD SPARROW . TELL me not of joy ! J. T. LADDER . 25.
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... hear all you say , From his glorious throne in the sky . O then , little boy , come away from the tree , Content , hot or weary , or thirsty to be , Or any thing , rather than steal ; For the great God , who ever through darkness can ...
... hear all you say , From his glorious throne in the sky . O then , little boy , come away from the tree , Content , hot or weary , or thirsty to be , Or any thing , rather than steal ; For the great God , who ever through darkness can ...
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... hear The thunder roll without a fear . Charloter mar the bet dig THE USE OF SIGHT . A. T. " WHAT , Charles return'd ! " papa exclaim'd , " How short your walk has been ! But Thomas - Samuel - where are they ? Come , tell me what you've ...
... hear The thunder roll without a fear . Charloter mar the bet dig THE USE OF SIGHT . A. T. " WHAT , Charles return'd ! " papa exclaim'd , " How short your walk has been ! But Thomas - Samuel - where are they ? Come , tell me what you've ...
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The Poetical Ladder: Or a Selection of Poetry ... to Suit the Capacities of ... Poetical Ladder Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2016 |
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Afric's beautiful billows birds blows bosom serene bough Breathe caught Charles charming cheerful cloud cold cover'd COWPER creep cries crown cuckoo dear deep discern earth ev'ry eyes FABLE falsehood fame fear fire flies flow'rs foam gain'd GLOW-WORM green hare Hast thou hear heart heaven Henry hermit Kite light little boy Little flutt'rer LUCY AIKIN lyre magpie marmot merry mind moss ne'er negro-boy nest never night Nose o'er papa pass'd PHILIP NERI pine-apples plain play pleasure POETICAL LADDER poor pow'r pretty pride prize puss rage reign reptile return'd rills roars round shade shine show'd sight sing skim smiles song spectacles summer sweet tall tears tell tempest thee thing thought thunder thunder roll tortoise tree turkey Twas walk warbling warm wind wing winter wise wonderful Woodland House young youth
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Side 83 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Side 87 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around...
Side 86 - As home he goes beneath the joyous Moon. Ye that keep watch in Heaven, as Earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike, Amid the spangled sky, the silver lyre. Great source of day ! best image here below Of thy Creator, ever pouring wide, From world to world, the vital ocean round, On Nature write with every beam his praise.
Side 86 - Ye woodlands all, awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves ! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela, charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise.
Side 67 - On the whole it appears, and my argument shows, With a reasoning the court will never condemn, That the spectacles plainly were made for the Nose, And the Nose was as plainly intended for them.
Side 66 - So Tongue was the lawyer, and argued the cause With a great deal of skill, and a wig full of learning ; While chief baron Ear sat to balance the laws, So famed for his talent in nicely discerning. In behalf of the Nose it will quickly appear, And your lordship...
Side 76 - O'er the raging billows borne. Men from England bought and sold me, Paid my price in paltry gold ; But, though slave they have enroll'd me, Minds are never to be sold. Still in thought as free as ever...
Side 59 - THE TURKEY AND THE ANT. IN other men we faults can spy, And blame the mote that dims their eye ; Each little speck and blemish find, To our own stronger errors blind. A Turkey, tir'd of common food, Forsook the barn, and sought the wood ; Behind her ran an infant train, Collecting here and there a grain. * Draw near, my Birds...
Side 58 - Their real interest to discern : That brother should not war with brother, And worry and devour each other, But sing and shine by sweet consent, Till life's poor transient night is spent, Respecting in each other's case The gifts of nature and of graoe.
Side 80 - The daily labours of the bee Awake my soul to industry : Who can observe the careful ant, And not provide for future want ? / My dog (the trustiest of his kind) / With gratitude inflames my mind : I mark his true, his faithful way, V And in my service copy Tray.