A Household Book of English Poetry, العدد 160Macmillan, 1870 - 438 من الصفحات |
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... smile , To see thy love for more than one Hath brought thee to be loved by none . XVI Sir Robert Aytoun . THE SHEPHERD'S FAREWELL . While that the sun with his beams hot Scorched the fruits in vale and mountain , Philon the shepherd ...
... smile , To see thy love for more than one Hath brought thee to be loved by none . XVI Sir Robert Aytoun . THE SHEPHERD'S FAREWELL . While that the sun with his beams hot Scorched the fruits in vale and mountain , Philon the shepherd ...
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... smile , Their fall portending . 20 And turning to his men , Quoth our brave Henry then , ' Though they to one be ten , Be not amazèd . Yet have we well begun , Battles so bravely won Have ever to the sun By fame been raised . ' And for ...
... smile , Their fall portending . 20 And turning to his men , Quoth our brave Henry then , ' Though they to one be ten , Be not amazèd . Yet have we well begun , Battles so bravely won Have ever to the sun By fame been raised . ' And for ...
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... smile ; I joy not much in earthly joys ; I seek not state , I seek not style ; I am not fond of fancy's toys ; I rest so pleased with what I have , I wish no more , no more I crave . I quake not at the thunder's crack ; I tremble not at ...
... smile ; I joy not much in earthly joys ; I seek not state , I seek not style ; I am not fond of fancy's toys ; I rest so pleased with what I have , I wish no more , no more I crave . I quake not at the thunder's crack ; I tremble not at ...
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... smiling head , Expecting with clear hope to live anew , Among the angels fed with heavenly dew ? We have this sign of joy , that many days , While on the earth his struggling spirit stays , The name of Jesus in his mouth contains His ...
... smiling head , Expecting with clear hope to live anew , Among the angels fed with heavenly dew ? We have this sign of joy , that many days , While on the earth his struggling spirit stays , The name of Jesus in his mouth contains His ...
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... will More quaint and subtle ways to kill ; A smile or kiss , as he will use the art , Shall have the cunning skill to break a heart . James Shirley . 5 IO 15 5 10 15 LIX THE SAME . The glories of our blood and 54 A Household Book.
... will More quaint and subtle ways to kill ; A smile or kiss , as he will use the art , Shall have the cunning skill to break a heart . James Shirley . 5 IO 15 5 10 15 LIX THE SAME . The glories of our blood and 54 A Household Book.
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الصفحة 252 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
الصفحة 288 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
الصفحة 261 - 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. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
الصفحة 291 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
الصفحة 347 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
الصفحة 218 - Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
الصفحة 55 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
الصفحة 382 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
الصفحة 149 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
الصفحة 288 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...