Relfe brothers' model reading-books, in prose and verse, ed., with notes and intr. by R.F. Charles, Volum 6Richard Fletcher Charles 1882 |
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Side 17
... Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees , And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees . Now Arno , we know , is the river in Italy on which Florence is built ; not very far from Florence , among the wild mountains of the Apennines , is ...
... Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees , And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees . Now Arno , we know , is the river in Italy on which Florence is built ; not very far from Florence , among the wild mountains of the Apennines , is ...
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... Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees , And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees ; Beheld each night my home in fevered sleep , - Each morning started from the dream to weep ; Till God , who saw me tried too sorely , gave . The ...
... Heard on Lavernia Scargill's whispering trees , And pined by Arno for my lovelier Tees ; Beheld each night my home in fevered sleep , - Each morning started from the dream to weep ; Till God , who saw me tried too sorely , gave . The ...
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... heard , for these are sleeping in their coverts . Ever and anon the seed - capsule of some forest - tree bursts with a report like that of a musket , and the scattered seeds are heard pattering among the leaves , and then all relapses ...
... heard , for these are sleeping in their coverts . Ever and anon the seed - capsule of some forest - tree bursts with a report like that of a musket , and the scattered seeds are heard pattering among the leaves , and then all relapses ...
Side 38
... heard only in the depth of the forest , and scarcely ever except at midday , when other voices are mute , falls upon the ear of the traveller with a thrilling and romantic effect . The jealously recluse habits of the bird have thrown an ...
... heard only in the depth of the forest , and scarcely ever except at midday , when other voices are mute , falls upon the ear of the traveller with a thrilling and romantic effect . The jealously recluse habits of the bird have thrown an ...
Side 40
... heard of lamentation , -Rachel weeping for her children , and refusing to be comforted . She it was that stood in Bethlehem on the night when Herod's sword swept its nurseries of Innocents , and the little feet were stiffened for ever ...
... heard of lamentation , -Rachel weeping for her children , and refusing to be comforted . She it was that stood in Bethlehem on the night when Herod's sword swept its nurseries of Innocents , and the little feet were stiffened for ever ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
A. P. Stanley alleys Amyas arms beauty beneath Bernina Pass blood blow called Captain cliff clouds colour cried Crito dark death deep doth Duke E. A. Freeman earth Edmund Spenser England English English poetry Erle eyes face Faerie Queene fear feel feet fight fire flowers foot friends Fuegians garden Gardenstown Gaucho ghost grass green Hamish hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Hill of Tara honour horse human Jemmy Button Julius Cæsar King labour land light living look Lord mountains natural never night noble Norman once Partridge passed poet Priscilla Puritan reign rock rose round sacred scene seemed ship shore side silence soul Spaniards Spenser spirit stand stone stood sweet sword tell Tenterden thee things thou thought turned voice whole wild wind York Minster
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Side 163 - That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep...
Side 180 - Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on ; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.
Side 164 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Side 163 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need; He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne or burning axle-tree could bear.
Side 165 - With terror of that blast Shall from the surface to the centre shake, When, at the world's last session, The dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread His throne.
Side 104 - God Almighty first planted a garden ; and, indeed it is the purest of human pleasures ; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man ; without which buildings and palaces are but gross...
Side 371 - Of aspect more Sublime ; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on. — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the...
Side 373 - Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay : For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend ; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
Side 68 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Side 215 - Till it arrive at Heaven's vault, Which thence (perhaps) rebounding may Echo beyond the Mexique Bay." Thus sung they, in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful note: And all the way, to guide their chime. With falling oars they kept the time.