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الصفحة 22
... may spy the fawn at play , The hare upon the green , But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen . SOUTHEY " To - night will be a stormy night- You 22 POETRY FOR Lucy Gray .......................................
... may spy the fawn at play , The hare upon the green , But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen . SOUTHEY " To - night will be a stormy night- You 22 POETRY FOR Lucy Gray .......................................
الصفحة 23
Frederic Charles Cook. " To - night will be a stormy night- You to the town must go ; And take a lantern , child , to light Your mother through the snow . " “ That , father ! will I gladly do : ' Tis scarcely afternoon- The minster ...
Frederic Charles Cook. " To - night will be a stormy night- You to the town must go ; And take a lantern , child , to light Your mother through the snow . " “ That , father ! will I gladly do : ' Tis scarcely afternoon- The minster ...
الصفحة 53
... stormy night , And but little way they had made , When He came o'er the waters and stood in their sight , And their hearts were sore afraid ; But He cheer'd their spirits , and said , It is I , And then they could fear no harm ; And ...
... stormy night , And but little way they had made , When He came o'er the waters and stood in their sight , And their hearts were sore afraid ; But He cheer'd their spirits , and said , It is I , And then they could fear no harm ; And ...
الصفحة 54
... stormy deep , We'll tell how they once thought that all was lost , When their Lord " was fast asleep : " He sav'd them then - He can save us still — For His are the winds and the sea ; And if He is with us , we'll fear no ill , Whatever ...
... stormy deep , We'll tell how they once thought that all was lost , When their Lord " was fast asleep : " He sav'd them then - He can save us still — For His are the winds and the sea ; And if He is with us , we'll fear no ill , Whatever ...
الصفحة 58
... cup shines in light ; And yet amidst the joy and uproar , Let us think of them that sleep Full many a fathom deep , By thy wild and stormy steep , Elsinore ! Brave hearts to Britain's pride , Once so faithful and 58 POETRY FOR.
... cup shines in light ; And yet amidst the joy and uproar , Let us think of them that sleep Full many a fathom deep , By thy wild and stormy steep , Elsinore ! Brave hearts to Britain's pride , Once so faithful and 58 POETRY FOR.
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BARRY CORNWALL battle bell beneath blessing bosom bright brothers busy busy bee CASABIANCA cease from troubling cheer Chevy Chase child Christ church-yard darkness dead death deep doth dwell Earl Douglas Earl Percy earth eyes fallow deer father William fear flowers gallant grace green hath hear heard heart heaven hills holly tree horned owl Hosanna Lord hour humming bird Inchcape Rock Jesus King lamb light little maid lonely look look'd Lord Percy MARY HOWITT merry merry England Mother mountain never night o'er pleasant POETRY FOR ELEMENTARY prayer pride ride roar round shepherd shines sigh sing Sing-sing Sir Hugh Montgomery Sir Ralph SIR WALTER Scott Skiddaw sleep song soul sound SOUTHEY stormy tempests blow sweet tell thee thine things thou art thou busy busy thou hast thought tide tis Thou unto wicked cease wind wood word WORDSWORTH youth
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الصفحة 25 - 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.
الصفحة 26 - My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem; And there upon the ground I sit — I sit and sing to them. " And often after sunset, sir, When it is light and fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my supper there. "The first that died was little Jane; In bed she moaning lay, Till God released her of her pain ; And then she went away.
الصفحة 56 - 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.
الصفحة 98 - Night sank upon the dusky beach, and on the purple sea, Such night in England ne'er had been, nor e'er again shall be. From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford Bay, That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day; For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire, % Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
الصفحة 7 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
الصفحة 22 - Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray: And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day . The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door!
الصفحة 56 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
الصفحة 47 - ... ever ran ; And twice in the day, when the ground is wet with dew, I bring thee draughts of milk, warm milk it is and new. " Thy limbs will shortly be twice as stout as they are now, Then I'll yoke thee to my cart like a pony in the plough...
الصفحة 56 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning.
الصفحة 7 - Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would His favour secure ; Richer by far is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.