Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292 sider |
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... never to himself hath said , This is my own , my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd , As home his footsteps he hath turn'd , From wandering on a foreign strand . If such there breathe , go , mark him well , For him ...
... never to himself hath said , This is my own , my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd , As home his footsteps he hath turn'd , From wandering on a foreign strand . If such there breathe , go , mark him well , For him ...
Side 5
... never might need them at last . " " You are old , Father William , " the young man cried , " And pleasures with youth pass away , And yet you lament not the days that are gone : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " In the days of my ...
... never might need them at last . " " You are old , Father William , " the young man cried , " And pleasures with youth pass away , And yet you lament not the days that are gone : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " In the days of my ...
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... never will in other climate grow , My early visitation , and my last At eve , which I bred up with tender hand , From the first op'ning bud , and gave ye names ! Who now shall rear ye to the sun , or rank Your tribes , and water from ...
... never will in other climate grow , My early visitation , and my last At eve , which I bred up with tender hand , From the first op'ning bud , and gave ye names ! Who now shall rear ye to the sun , or rank Your tribes , and water from ...
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... , And blossoms everywhere . On waste and woodland , rock and plain , Its humble buds unheeded rise ; The rose has but a summer reign , The daisy never dies . JAMES MONTGOMERY . 23 THE GARDEN . A SENSITIVE plant in a garden grew.
... , And blossoms everywhere . On waste and woodland , rock and plain , Its humble buds unheeded rise ; The rose has but a summer reign , The daisy never dies . JAMES MONTGOMERY . 23 THE GARDEN . A SENSITIVE plant in a garden grew.
Side 35
... never know ? The little knowledge I have gain'd Was all from simple Nature drain'd ; Hence my life's maxims took their rise ; Hence grew my settled hate to vice . The daily labours of the bee Awake my soul to industry : Who can observe ...
... never know ? The little knowledge I have gain'd Was all from simple Nature drain'd ; Hence my life's maxims took their rise ; Hence grew my settled hate to vice . The daily labours of the bee Awake my soul to industry : Who can observe ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
aweary banners battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF WATERLOO beauty beneath billows birds blast blow bower breast breath bright brow busy bee clouds dark dead death deep dost doth dreadful earth eternal ETON COLLEGE eyes fair Father fear flowers forest gale gleam gloom glory glow grave green GRONGAR HILL hast hath hear heard heart heaven HERBERT KNOWLES hill hour LAKE REGILLUS land leaves light Lochiel lonely midnight moon morn mountains Nature's night nursling o'er painted banks pale plain pride proud purple rise rocks rolling round sculptured mountains seem'd shade sight sing skies sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spread spring star stock dove storm stream sweet tawny eagle tears tempest thee thine thou busy tree trembling twas vale vernal voice wave wild winds wings wood youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 20 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Side 37 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Side 11 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Side 54 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day?
Side 77 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Side 15 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
Side 196 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Side 74 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day: The...
Side 192 - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : • Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Side 45 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee In a flood of day...