The Warner Library, المجلد 27Charles Dudley Warner, John William Cunliffe, Ashley Horace Thorndike, Harry Morgan Ayres, Helen Rex Keller, Gerhard Richard Lomer Warner Library Company, 1917 |
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الصفحة 16353
... pain , - Beside this corpse , that bears for winding - sheet The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew , Between the mourners at his head and feet , Say , scurrile jester , is there room for you ? - Yes : he had lived to shame me from ...
... pain , - Beside this corpse , that bears for winding - sheet The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew , Between the mourners at his head and feet , Say , scurrile jester , is there room for you ? - Yes : he had lived to shame me from ...
الصفحة 16357
... to me That Browning's noble strain Rises and swells with the tide of thought Or throbs with the pulse of pain ; But if Dorothy once Had crossed his path , Her radiance such A witchery hath That across the world SONGS HYMNS AND LYRICS 16357.
... to me That Browning's noble strain Rises and swells with the tide of thought Or throbs with the pulse of pain ; But if Dorothy once Had crossed his path , Her radiance such A witchery hath That across the world SONGS HYMNS AND LYRICS 16357.
الصفحة 16360
... pain . " And that my eyes he always thought so lovely , - No longer clear and bright , Since there is no dear face to mirror in them , - Forever shun the light . " And that of all the torments ever suffered , Parting's most hard to bear ...
... pain . " And that my eyes he always thought so lovely , - No longer clear and bright , Since there is no dear face to mirror in them , - Forever shun the light . " And that of all the torments ever suffered , Parting's most hard to bear ...
الصفحة 16362
... pain , Dies and comes to life again ; While you whisper , " Sweetest , hark : Some one's sighing in the dark , In the dark , in the dew ! " In the dark , in the dew , All my heart cries out to you , As I cast it at your feet , Sweet ...
... pain , Dies and comes to life again ; While you whisper , " Sweetest , hark : Some one's sighing in the dark , In the dark , in the dew ! " In the dark , in the dew , All my heart cries out to you , As I cast it at your feet , Sweet ...
الصفحة 16373
... pain was gnawin ' there , And you hid it for my sake ; I bless you for the pleasant word , When your heart was sad and sore ; - Oh , I'm thankful you are gone , Mary , Where grief can't reach you more ! I'm biddin ' you a long farewell ...
... pain was gnawin ' there , And you hid it for my sake ; I bless you for the pleasant word , When your heart was sad and sore ; - Oh , I'm thankful you are gone , Mary , Where grief can't reach you more ! I'm biddin ' you a long farewell ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Author Unknown beauty Ben Bolt beneath Binnorie bird blow blue bonny brave breast breath bright brow Charles Godfrey Leland cried dark dead dear death deep doth dream Dublin University Magazine earth EMMA LAZARUS eyes F. W. Bourdillon face fair fear feet flowers George Walter Thornbury gleam Glenlogie gold golden grave gray green hair hame hand hast hath hear heart heaven king kiss land laugh light lips live Lizette Woodworth Reese look Lord Louise Chandler Moulton love's Margaret Deland merry morning mother ne'er never night o'er pain PAULINE JOHNSON pray rest Robert Buchanan rose round shining shore sigh sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul stars sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou thought Translation in Dublin tree twas voice waves weary wild William wind wings wonder
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الصفحة 16432 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more ? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps...
الصفحة 16406 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home! A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek through the world is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home! home! sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home!
الصفحة 16586 - Going to the Wars TELL me not, Sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast, and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True; a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such, As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
الصفحة 16856 - Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run, Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
الصفحة 16510 - Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse ; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
الصفحة 16871 - To you in David's town, this day, Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign. 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
الصفحة 16431 - Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine — Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget — lest we forget!
الصفحة 16839 - A million torches lighted by thy hand Wander unwearied through the blue abyss : They own thy power, accomplish thy command. All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss, What shall we call them ? Piles of crystal light, A glorious company of golden streams, Lamps of celestial ether burning bright, Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams ? But thou to these art as the noon to night.
الصفحة 16413 - WOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now.
الصفحة 17024 - My native country, thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills ; My heart with rapture thrills Like that above.