Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin1806 |
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الصفحة 80
... flies : The lake's black waves in tumult blend , Revolving o'er and o'er and o'er , And foaming on the rocky shore , Whose caverns echo to their roar , } But The Pleasant Evening . But can my soul the scene The Tempestuous Evening Scott.
... flies : The lake's black waves in tumult blend , Revolving o'er and o'er and o'er , And foaming on the rocky shore , Whose caverns echo to their roar , } But The Pleasant Evening . But can my soul the scene The Tempestuous Evening Scott.
الصفحة 82
... waves the bulrush as the waters glide , And yellow flag - flowers deck the sunny side . East from my cottage stretch delightful meads , Where rows of willows rise , and banks of reeds ; There roll clear rivers ; there , old elms between ...
... waves the bulrush as the waters glide , And yellow flag - flowers deck the sunny side . East from my cottage stretch delightful meads , Where rows of willows rise , and banks of reeds ; There roll clear rivers ; there , old elms between ...
الصفحة 108
... waves That a thousand bright regions eternally laves , ' Mid rocks of red coral with shell - fish abounding , The notes of the parrot and pigeon resounding , Crown'd with groves of banana and taper bamboo , Rise the gay sunny shores of ...
... waves That a thousand bright regions eternally laves , ' Mid rocks of red coral with shell - fish abounding , The notes of the parrot and pigeon resounding , Crown'd with groves of banana and taper bamboo , Rise the gay sunny shores of ...
الصفحة 109
... waves - he shall see him no more . O chide not the English thy darling detaining , And chide not thy son'mid the strangers remaining ! Know , death has arrested him far from Pelew , And the strangers have wept o'er the gentle Leeboo ! L ...
... waves - he shall see him no more . O chide not the English thy darling detaining , And chide not thy son'mid the strangers remaining ! Know , death has arrested him far from Pelew , And the strangers have wept o'er the gentle Leeboo ! L ...
الصفحة 119
... waves , with eastern breezes curl'd , Had silver'd half the liquid plain ; The anchors weigh'd , the sails unfurl'd , Serenely mov'd the wooden world , And stretch'd along the main . THE PHEASANT . 119 SEE ! from the brake the whirring ...
... waves , with eastern breezes curl'd , Had silver'd half the liquid plain ; The anchors weigh'd , the sails unfurl'd , Serenely mov'd the wooden world , And stretch'd along the main . THE PHEASANT . 119 SEE ! from the brake the whirring ...
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æther Alps beneath birds blessings bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright bursts busy busy Bee cheerful clouds cold courser crown'd delight dewy distant DRYDEN DRYDEN'S VIRGIL earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes father William flocks flood flower fragrant gale glory golden GRAMPUS green ground groves hare Hare and Tortoise heart Heaven hills Hippopotamus horns huntsman hyæna kiss of love lark light limbs lonely marmot mead mighty heart morn mountains murmur night o'er Orphan Boy painted banks pass'd Piedmontese pine-apples plain POPE'S HOMER pride Propontis rage rise roar rocks roll rubies rich sails shade shepherd shining shore shower silver pheasant sings skies sleep smiling snow song sound spread spring storms stream swain sweet swell tawny eagle tear tempest thee thou busy busy thro thrush tide toil torrent tortoise trees trembling vale vernal WAR HORSE warbling wave wide winds wings Winter woods young youth
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الصفحة 18 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
الصفحة 67 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
الصفحة 104 - 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 4 - O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know.
الصفحة 55 - Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz
الصفحة 31 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
الصفحة 144 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
الصفحة 102 - What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ! Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just ; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
الصفحة 48 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
الصفحة 120 - Silently as a dream the fabric rose; No sound of hammer or of saw was there.