Lays and Lyrics of the Nineteenth CenturyJ. Charles, 1863 |
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... gray- The simplers came not To pick with care The healing buds Of the balsam there . What ails thee , thou rock , That still in vain The spring returns With its jocund train , So richly dight , So gaily sped , And finds 4 LAYS AND LYRICS .
... gray- The simplers came not To pick with care The healing buds Of the balsam there . What ails thee , thou rock , That still in vain The spring returns With its jocund train , So richly dight , So gaily sped , And finds 4 LAYS AND LYRICS .
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... , made of all sweet accord , Answered - The names of those that love the Lord . And is mine , one said Abou ? Nay , not so , Replied the Angel , Abou spake more low , But cheerly still , and said , I pray thee LAYS AND LYRICS . 29.
... , made of all sweet accord , Answered - The names of those that love the Lord . And is mine , one said Abou ? Nay , not so , Replied the Angel , Abou spake more low , But cheerly still , and said , I pray thee LAYS AND LYRICS . 29.
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... thee a lovelier form ; Thou'lt not be a part of the wintry storm ; But revive when the sunbeams are yellow and warm , And the flowers from my bosom are peeping . " And then thou shalt have thy choice to be Restored in the lily that ...
... thee a lovelier form ; Thou'lt not be a part of the wintry storm ; But revive when the sunbeams are yellow and warm , And the flowers from my bosom are peeping . " And then thou shalt have thy choice to be Restored in the lily that ...
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... thee a new and vernal birth , When thou shalt recover thy primal worth , And never regret descending ! " " Then I will drop , " said the trusting flake ; " But bear in mind that the choice I make Is not in the flowers , or the dew to ...
... thee a new and vernal birth , When thou shalt recover thy primal worth , And never regret descending ! " " Then I will drop , " said the trusting flake ; " But bear in mind that the choice I make Is not in the flowers , or the dew to ...
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... thee a " sealed book : " Ah , no ! it vowed to be true to thee , But like all else , it can changeful be . All things are changing ! yet murmur not ; We should grow fond of our earthly lot , If the ties of earth were never riven , To ...
... thee a " sealed book : " Ah , no ! it vowed to be true to thee , But like all else , it can changeful be . All things are changing ! yet murmur not ; We should grow fond of our earthly lot , If the ties of earth were never riven , To ...
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Abbot Abou ben Adhem angels Auvergne back my flowers battle beam beauty bells beloved sleep beneath blood Boscastle bosom breast breath bright broadswords brow cheek child chime cloud crest cried dark dead death deep doth dream earth fair fearful friends gaze Giaour giveth His beloved gleam glory grave green hand HARVARD COLLEGE hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hill Keeldar knew ladies gay land light lips lonely lonely rock looked Mayenne mortal may know Mountain Daisy never night o'er pale pass'd passing Pibroch prayer pride rest rose round sea bird Sensitive Plant shine shore sing skies smile song soul sound spirit stood stream strife sweet sword tears thee things are changing Thou art gone thou hast throne tide Tintagel tone tree Twas uncon voice waves ween weep wild wind wing youth
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الصفحة 88 - O men with Sisters dear ! O men with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
الصفحة 109 - OF all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is, For gift or grace, surpassing this — ' He giveth His beloved sleep ' ? What would we give to our beloved? The hero's heart to be unmoved, The poet's star-tuned harp, to sweep, The patriot's voice, to teach and rouse, The monarch's crown, to light the brows? — He giveth His beloved, sleep.
الصفحة 11 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
الصفحة 32 - And the Naiad-like lily of the vale, Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale, That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green...
الصفحة 62 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
الصفحة 85 - O clod or stane, Adorns the histie stibble-field, Unseen, alane. There, in thy scanty mantle clad, Thy snawie bosom sun-ward spread, Thou lifts thy unassuming head In humble guise; But now the share uptears thy bed, And low thou lies! Such is the fate of artless maid. Sweet flow'ret of the rural shade! By love's simplicity betray'd. And guileless trust; Till she, like thee, all soil'd, is laid Low i
الصفحة 91 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
الصفحة 89 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
الصفحة 109 - Sleep soft, beloved !" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep. But never doleful dream again. Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His beloved, sleep.
الصفحة 81 - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily merrily mingle they, 'Waken, lords and ladies gay.' Waken, lords and ladies gay...