English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1857 |
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الصفحة 34
... fire and sword the country round Was wasted far and wide , And many a childing - mother then , And new - born baby , died ; But things like that , you know , must be , At every famous victory . T " They say it was a shocking sight ...
... fire and sword the country round Was wasted far and wide , And many a childing - mother then , And new - born baby , died ; But things like that , you know , must be , At every famous victory . T " They say it was a shocking sight ...
الصفحة 39
... fire to the Barn and burnt them all . " I ' faith ' tis an excellent bonfire ! " quoth he , " And the country is greatly obliged to me , For ridding it in these times forlorn Of rats that only consume the corn . " So then to his palace ...
... fire to the Barn and burnt them all . " I ' faith ' tis an excellent bonfire ! " quoth he , " And the country is greatly obliged to me , For ridding it in these times forlorn Of rats that only consume the corn . " So then to his palace ...
الصفحة 42
... fire . Soon as the wildered child saw he , He flew at him right furiouslie . I ween you would have seen with joy The bearing of the gallant boy , When , worthy of his noble sire , His wet cheek glowed ' twixt fear and ire ! He faced the ...
... fire . Soon as the wildered child saw he , He flew at him right furiouslie . I ween you would have seen with joy The bearing of the gallant boy , When , worthy of his noble sire , His wet cheek glowed ' twixt fear and ire ! He faced the ...
الصفحة 47
... fire , and all the guns had been abandoned ; and perished in the explosion of the vessel , when the flames had reached the powder . Yet beautiful and bright he stood , As born to 47 MILTON On May Morning HEMANS Casabianca.
... fire , and all the guns had been abandoned ; and perished in the explosion of the vessel , when the flames had reached the powder . Yet beautiful and bright he stood , As born to 47 MILTON On May Morning HEMANS Casabianca.
الصفحة 48
... fires made way . They wrapt the ship in splendour wild , They caught the flag on high , And streamed above the gallant child Like banners in the sky . There came a burst of thunder - sound- The boy - oh ! where was he ? Ask of the winds ...
... fires made way . They wrapt the ship in splendour wild , They caught the flag on high , And streamed above the gallant child Like banners in the sky . There came a burst of thunder - sound- The boy - oh ! where was he ? Ask of the winds ...
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الصفحة 273 - Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow O'er all the...
الصفحة 150 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
الصفحة 220 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
الصفحة 134 - From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains .Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
الصفحة 47 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
الصفحة 113 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay. Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
الصفحة 273 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
الصفحة 205 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell; But hush!
الصفحة 72 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
الصفحة 48 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow.