The Household Book of PoetryD. Appleton, 1878 - 28 sider |
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... grow , To kiss them with your lip . A hundred thousand times I call A hearty welcome on ye all : This season how I love- This merry din on every shore- For winds and storms , whose sullen roar Forbade my steps to rove . Anonymous ...
... grow , To kiss them with your lip . A hundred thousand times I call A hearty welcome on ye all : This season how I love- This merry din on every shore- For winds and storms , whose sullen roar Forbade my steps to rove . Anonymous ...
Side 14
... grow impure ; Till the warm sun pities its pain , And to the skies exhales it back again . So the soul , that drop , that ray , Of the clear fountain of eternal day , Could it within the human flower be seen , Remembering still its ...
... grow impure ; Till the warm sun pities its pain , And to the skies exhales it back again . So the soul , that drop , that ray , Of the clear fountain of eternal day , Could it within the human flower be seen , Remembering still its ...
Side 21
... grow , You'd scorn proud towers And seek them in these bowers , Where winds , sometimes , our woods perhaps may shake , But blustering care could never tempest make , Nor murmurs e'er come nigh us , Saving of fountains that glide by us ...
... grow , You'd scorn proud towers And seek them in these bowers , Where winds , sometimes , our woods perhaps may shake , But blustering care could never tempest make , Nor murmurs e'er come nigh us , Saving of fountains that glide by us ...
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... growing ; Happy life is in them all , Creatures innocent and small ; Little birds come down to drink , Fearless of their leafy brink ; Noble trees beside them grow , Glooming them with branches low ; And between , the sunshine ...
... growing ; Happy life is in them all , Creatures innocent and small ; Little birds come down to drink , Fearless of their leafy brink ; Noble trees beside them grow , Glooming them with branches low ; And between , the sunshine ...
Side 32
... ; For men may come and men may g But I go on for ever . I steal by lawns and grassy plots ; I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget - me - nots That grow for happy lovers . I slip , I slide , I gloom , I 82 POEMS OF NATURE .
... ; For men may come and men may g But I go on for ever . I steal by lawns and grassy plots ; I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget - me - nots That grow for happy lovers . I slip , I slide , I gloom , I 82 POEMS OF NATURE .
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ALFRED TENNYSON ANONYMOUS BARRY CORNWALL beauty bells beneath Binnorie bird bliss bonnie Bouillabaisse breast breath bright brow cheek child dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fairy fear flowers frae friends gentle gone grace grave green hair hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven heir of Linne HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW king kiss lady leaves light lips live look Lord Lord Lovel love's maid merry milldams moon morning mother ne'er never night NUT-BROWN MAID o'er ROBERT BURNS rose round shade shine sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things THOMAS HOOD thou art thought tree unto voice waves weep wild WILLIAM MOTHERWELL WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods Yarrow young young Beichan youth
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Side 707 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Side 56 - All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest.
Side 582 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Side 574 - I looked upon the rotting deck, And there the dead men lay. I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.
Side 175 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Side 232 - Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar. So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace: While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " 'T were better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Side 340 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Side 375 - When Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Side 597 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Side 356 - CYRIACK, this three years' day these eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask ? The conscience, friend, to have lost them overplied In Liberty's defence, my noble task, Of which...