Double acrostic enigmas, with poetical descriptions selected principally from British poets |
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... , A sad but useful lesson taught . " 1. The goddess of fire . 2. Inequality of margin . 3. A village of Holland . 4. A general total . 5. A savoury composition . XIV . " HAIL to thee , blithe spirit ! 12 DOUBLE ACROSTICS .
... , A sad but useful lesson taught . " 1. The goddess of fire . 2. Inequality of margin . 3. A village of Holland . 4. A general total . 5. A savoury composition . XIV . " HAIL to thee , blithe spirit ! 12 DOUBLE ACROSTICS .
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... spirit ! Bird thou never wert , That from heaven or near it , Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art . " All the earth and air With thy voice is loud As , when night is bare , From one lonely cloud The moon ...
... spirit ! Bird thou never wert , That from heaven or near it , Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art . " All the earth and air With thy voice is loud As , when night is bare , From one lonely cloud The moon ...
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... spirits pure , the slumbers light , That fly the approach of morn . " 1. A sea - port of Ireland . 2. A town of Poland , remarkable for its silver mines . 3. Part of a church . 4. A King of France . 5. A languid exclamation . 6. Beyond ...
... spirits pure , the slumbers light , That fly the approach of morn . " 1. A sea - port of Ireland . 2. A town of Poland , remarkable for its silver mines . 3. Part of a church . 4. A King of France . 5. A languid exclamation . 6. Beyond ...
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... spirit which forsakes them not even in sleep ! And my father ! Oh , my father ! evil is it with his daughter , when his grey hairs are not remembered because of the golden locks of youth ! " " Alas ! is it a crime that I 1. A deceiver ...
... spirit which forsakes them not even in sleep ! And my father ! Oh , my father ! evil is it with his daughter , when his grey hairs are not remembered because of the golden locks of youth ! " " Alas ! is it a crime that I 1. A deceiver ...
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... spirit fall , As yet are far away . " And many loving hearts beat high With fond maternal pride , As their own lovely ones float by , Borne on the sound of minstrelsy , Like lilies on the tide . " And ardent are the hopes they frame For ...
... spirit fall , As yet are far away . " And many loving hearts beat high With fond maternal pride , As their own lovely ones float by , Borne on the sound of minstrelsy , Like lilies on the tide . " And ardent are the hopes they frame For ...
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Acrostic Altenau ancient animal Ardatov beam beautiful bird breath bright celebrated cloud colour dear delight doth dream e'er earth Edolo Eflani European Russia European Turkey fair flower France fresh fruit gentle GEOGRAPHICAL LIST glory goddess grace Grecian Greece Greek green Hamble-le-Rice heart heaven hills hour Idumea Iguatu island Iturea King Laktho light looks Lord merry morning mountain Negapatam Nenagh Nepi Neva night o'er Ocean Ortenau Ottmachau palace particular kind poem poet province Queen reign Riblah river Roman rose Ruswarp seaport shade shining shore sleep smile song soul Spain spirit sport stream summer sunshine sweet Syria thee thine thou town of Asiatic town of European town of Hindostan town of Italy town of Naples town of Sweden tree tremble Ugento Ustica village wandering wave weep wild wind Xalapa Yaxley youth
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الصفحة 33 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight : and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
الصفحة 128 - THE harp that once through Tara's halls The soul of music shed, Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls As if that soul were fled. So sleeps the pride of former days, So glory's thrill is o'er, And hearts that once beat high for praise Now feel that pulse no more.
الصفحة 143 - But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between. But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
الصفحة 87 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their Mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
الصفحة 176 - All things to man's delightful use. The roof Of thickest covert was inwoven shade, Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf ; on either side Acanthus, and each odorous bushy shrub, Fenced up the verdant wall ; each beauteous flower, Iris all hues, roses and jessamine, Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic ; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth, with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem : other creature...
الصفحة 143 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
الصفحة 40 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store: Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light; She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding and no wit, Receives no praise; but though her lot be such, (Toilsome and indigent) she renders much; Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true — A truth the brilliant...
الصفحة 20 - 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 102 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.