Metrical Tales and Other PoemsLongman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1805 - 201 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 59
... glory of the day . The truth is told , and all at once exclaim His guardian angel Heaven had deign'd to send ; And thus the tale is handed down to fame . Now if this Antolinez had a friend Who in the hour of danger serv'd him well ...
... glory of the day . The truth is told , and all at once exclaim His guardian angel Heaven had deign'd to send ; And thus the tale is handed down to fame . Now if this Antolinez had a friend Who in the hour of danger serv'd him well ...
الصفحة 72
... Glory ; and with equal eye Endure his centered radiance . Not of you Forgetful , O my people , even then ; But often in the amber cloud of noon Diffus'd , will I o'erspread your summer fields , And on the freshened maize and brightening ...
... Glory ; and with equal eye Endure his centered radiance . Not of you Forgetful , O my people , even then ; But often in the amber cloud of noon Diffus'd , will I o'erspread your summer fields , And on the freshened maize and brightening ...
الصفحة 73
... glory . Idle threats ! I stand Secure . All access to these battlements Is barr'd beyond your sudden strength to force ; And lo ! the dagger by which Fergus died ! E Shame on ye Scotchmen , that a woman's hand Was 73.
... glory . Idle threats ! I stand Secure . All access to these battlements Is barr'd beyond your sudden strength to force ; And lo ! the dagger by which Fergus died ! E Shame on ye Scotchmen , that a woman's hand Was 73.
الصفحة 74
... live Honoured and prais'd in song , when not a hand Shall root from your forgotten monuments The cankering moss . Fools ! fools ! to think that death Is not a thing familiar to my mind ! As if I knew not what must consummate My glory 74.
... live Honoured and prais'd in song , when not a hand Shall root from your forgotten monuments The cankering moss . Fools ! fools ! to think that death Is not a thing familiar to my mind ! As if I knew not what must consummate My glory 74.
الصفحة 75
Robert Southey. As if I knew not what must consummate My glory ! as if ought that earth can give Could tempt me to endure the load of life ! ... Scotchmen ! ye saw when Fergus to the altar Led me , his maiden Queen . Ye blest me then ...
Robert Southey. As if I knew not what must consummate My glory ! as if ought that earth can give Could tempt me to endure the load of life ! ... Scotchmen ! ye saw when Fergus to the altar Led me , his maiden Queen . Ye blest me then ...
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Antolinez ARAUCANS Archbishop beauty Beelzebub behold bells bells of St Bishop Bruno bless blest blood bloody Judge brave breast ceste Charlemain chearful Collatine cried dance dead Dear George death deeds Delia's delight Devil eyes fair Father William fear gale gaze glory grave GREGORY grew Gualberto hath Hatto hear heard heart Heaven Holly Tree holy honour husband Keyne King live locks look'd Lord macaroons MALVERN HILLS merrily Mexitli Moscera never night o'er Ollanahta Painter palace PINDARIC poor Porlock prayer Prelate pride quoth Rebecca his wife rest revenge Rhine Richard Penlake Robert Southey Rodulfo round rung Saint Satan Sires song SONNET sorrow soul Spirits stood Strangers summer tree sweet tale tell thee thine thou art thou hast thou wert thought thro toil tower TRAVELLER Twas vengeance ween WOMAN wretched young youth
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الصفحة 47 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene.' 'Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!' Said little Wilhelmine. 'Nay. . .nay. . .my little girl,' quoth he,
الصفحة 45 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by: And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
الصفحة 46 - twas a famous victory. "My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly; So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head.
الصفحة 8 - And in at the windows, and in at the door, And through the walls helter-skelter they pour, And down from the ceiling, and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below, And all at once to the Bishop they go.
الصفحة 174 - And should my youth, as youth is apt, I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities, I, day by day, Would wear away ; Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the holly tree.
الصفحة 44 - IT wAS a summer evening; Old Kaspar's work was done. And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun; And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round. Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found. That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And...
الصفحة 37 - And a clearer one never was seen; There is not a wife In the West country But has heard of the Well of St. Keyne. An oak and an...
الصفحة 47 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ?" Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
الصفحة 37 - Now, art thou a bachelor, stranger ?" quoth he ; " For an if thou hast a wife, The happiest draught thou hast drank this day, That ever thou didst in thy life. " Or has thy good woman, if one thou hast, Ever here in Cornwall been ? For an if she have, I'll venture my life, She has drank of the Well of St. Keyne." " I have left a good woman who never was here...
الصفحة 168 - You are old, Father William," the young man cried ; " The few locks which are left you are gray ; You are hale, Father William, — a hearty old man : Now tell me the reason, I pray.