The New Rugbeian, المجلد 11859 |
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الصفحة 41
... thee , Of the flowers whose garlands crowned thee , Of the birds that at thy early lattice sung . Oh tell me of thy friendships great and small ! Did they hold thee so completely , Thou didst never , blushing sweetly , Dream of one who ...
... thee , Of the flowers whose garlands crowned thee , Of the birds that at thy early lattice sung . Oh tell me of thy friendships great and small ! Did they hold thee so completely , Thou didst never , blushing sweetly , Dream of one who ...
الصفحة 42
... thee ! ( w . ) THE SICILIAN EXPEDITION . It was still early in the morning , but not a single eye in all Athens was closed in sleep ; every one of that vast population were busy and astir , yet all the streets were deserted . No sound ...
... thee ! ( w . ) THE SICILIAN EXPEDITION . It was still early in the morning , but not a single eye in all Athens was closed in sleep ; every one of that vast population were busy and astir , yet all the streets were deserted . No sound ...
الصفحة 43
... thee , my son , " but still the tear steals unbidden to her cheek , and remember- ing that her son is an Athenian , she retires amid the crowd to hide her tears . Here again is a soldier taking leave of his children , and , as he looks ...
... thee , my son , " but still the tear steals unbidden to her cheek , and remember- ing that her son is an Athenian , she retires amid the crowd to hide her tears . Here again is a soldier taking leave of his children , and , as he looks ...
الصفحة 49
... thee where , ' mid whispering rushes , Glides yon stream with dreamful ease ; Here no angry torrent gushes , All is calm unbroken peace . See the upland , golden - crested , Teeming rich with bounty's store : Here the weary ox hath ...
... thee where , ' mid whispering rushes , Glides yon stream with dreamful ease ; Here no angry torrent gushes , All is calm unbroken peace . See the upland , golden - crested , Teeming rich with bounty's store : Here the weary ox hath ...
الصفحة 64
... may occasionally slip in . The present , the present is all we can call our own , although our hopes reach far beyond it . Has the glorious present then no bitterness ? that there is now staring thee 64 THE END OF THE HALF .
... may occasionally slip in . The present , the present is all we can call our own , although our hopes reach far beyond it . Has the glorious present then no bitterness ? that there is now staring thee 64 THE END OF THE HALF .
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الصفحة 156 - Is there so small a range In the present strength of manhood, that the high Imagination cannot freely fly As she was wont of old ? prepare her steeds, Paw up against the light, and do strange deeds Upon the clouds?
الصفحة 150 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart. As showers from the clouds of summer. Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor.
الصفحة 225 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
الصفحة 254 - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
الصفحة 195 - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow ; While angels with their silver wings o'ersluide The ground, now sacred by thy reliques made.
الصفحة 18 - Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
الصفحة 148 - Wrapped in furs and armed for hunting, With his mighty bow of ash-tree, With his quiver full of arrows, With his mittens, Minjekahwun, Into the vast and vacant forest On his snow-shoes strode he forward. "Gitche Manito, the Mighty!
الصفحة 220 - Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die. But this bold lord, with manly strength...
الصفحة 253 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
الصفحة 220 - T' inclose the lock; now joins it, to divide. Ev'n then, before the fatal engine closed, A wretched sylph too fondly interposed; Fate urged the shears, and cut the sylph in twain, (But airy substance soon unites again) The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, for ever, and for ever! Then flash'd the living lightning from her eyes, And screams of horror rend th