Select poetry for children: with notes, arranged by J. Payne, Utgave 690Joseph Payne 1874 |
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... sounds made by animals are imitations of the sounds them- selves ; thus the serpent and the goose hiss , bees hum , flies buzz , rooks caw , & c . And the gnats are on the wing , Wheeling round 2 SELECT POETRY.
... sounds made by animals are imitations of the sounds them- selves ; thus the serpent and the goose hiss , bees hum , flies buzz , rooks caw , & c . And the gnats are on the wing , Wheeling round 2 SELECT POETRY.
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... sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering in the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts - the new voice of Spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . The Cuckoo is not remarkable for beauty : it is ...
... sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering in the wood To pull the primrose gay , Starts - the new voice of Spring to hear , And imitates thy lay . The Cuckoo is not remarkable for beauty : it is ...
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... sound , And vowed to burn the house with fire , And level it with the ground ; But the wicked churl , who all his life Had looked for such a day , Passed through a trap - door in the wall , And took himself away . But where he went , no ...
... sound , And vowed to burn the house with fire , And level it with the ground ; But the wicked churl , who all his life Had looked for such a day , Passed through a trap - door in the wall , And took himself away . But where he went , no ...
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... sound asleep , and beginning to dream ! Ann Taylor . JOHN BARLEYCORN . THERE went three kings into the east , Three kings both great and high , 1 Vesper the evening star - evening itself . And they have sworn a solemn oath , John ...
... sound asleep , and beginning to dream ! Ann Taylor . JOHN BARLEYCORN . THERE went three kings into the east , Three kings both great and high , 1 Vesper the evening star - evening itself . And they have sworn a solemn oath , John ...
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... , Awake at night she loved to lie , Darkness to her that image brought ; She murmured of it in her dreams , Like the low sound of gurgling streams . What secret thus the soul possessed Of one so young FOR CHILDREN . 63.
... , Awake at night she loved to lie , Darkness to her that image brought ; She murmured of it in her dreams , Like the low sound of gurgling streams . What secret thus the soul possessed Of one so young FOR CHILDREN . 63.
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Select poetry for children: with notes, arranged by J. Payne Joseph Payne Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1839 |
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Side 79 - Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell. She answered, "Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea. "Two of us in the church-yard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the church-yard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother." "You say that two at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea, Yet ye are seven ! I pray you tell, Sweet Maid, how this may be.
Side 317 - And nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying : "Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee." "Come, wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God." And he wandered away and away With Nature, the dear old nurse, Who sang to him night and day The rhymes of the universe. And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song, Or tell a more marvelous tale.
Side 29 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun ; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won And our good Prince Eugene." "Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!" Said little Wilhelmine. "Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, "It was a famous victory.
Side 206 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Side 296 - THE stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand ! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Side 249 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Side 319 - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast, The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length.
Side 57 - I'll tell thee: He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Side 110 - He plied his work ; — and Lucy took The lantern in her hand. Not blither is the mountain roe: With many" a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow, That rises up like smoke. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break on a hill they stood That overlook'd the moor; And thence...
Side 207 - The bottles twain behind his back were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke, as they had basted been. But still he seemed to carry weight, with leathern girdle braced ; For all might see the bottle-necks still dangling at his waist.