Favourite English Poems: Thomson to Tennyson, 1700-1860Sampson Low, Son & Company, 1863 |
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The herd in closest ambush seeks to hide · Of Sabbath bells he hears at sermon - time . Now blithe she sung , and gather'd useless flow'rs And strolls the Crusoe of the lonely fields Whilst far abroad the fox pursues his prey Then ...
The herd in closest ambush seeks to hide · Of Sabbath bells he hears at sermon - time . Now blithe she sung , and gather'd useless flow'rs And strolls the Crusoe of the lonely fields Whilst far abroad the fox pursues his prey Then ...
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... from the mountain's side Views wild and swelling floods , And hamlets brown , and dim discovered spires , And hears their simple bell , and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil . While ΤΟ ODE TO EVENING .
... from the mountain's side Views wild and swelling floods , And hamlets brown , and dim discovered spires , And hears their simple bell , and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil . While ΤΟ ODE TO EVENING .
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... hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor . NILALIN The boast of heraldry , the pomp of pow'r , And all that beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Await alike th ' inevitable hour . The paths of glory lead but ...
... hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor . NILALIN The boast of heraldry , the pomp of pow'r , And all that beauty , all that wealth e'er gave , Await alike th ' inevitable hour . The paths of glory lead but ...
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... hear ; The host himself no longer shall be found Careful to see the mantling bliss go round ; Nor the coy maid , half willing to be prest , Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest . H To me more dear , congenial to my heart ,. Yes ...
... hear ; The host himself no longer shall be found Careful to see the mantling bliss go round ; Nor the coy maid , half willing to be prest , Shall kiss the cup to pass it to the rest . H To me more dear , congenial to my heart ,. Yes ...
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... hear , with a disdainful smile , The short but simple annals of the Poor . - GRAY , [ ROBERT BURNS , the son of a farmer , was born in the parish of Alloway , near Ayr , on the 25th of January , 1759. His father , a man of sterling ...
... hear , with a disdainful smile , The short but simple annals of the Poor . - GRAY , [ ROBERT BURNS , the son of a farmer , was born in the parish of Alloway , near Ayr , on the 25th of January , 1759. His father , a man of sterling ...
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beneath bird BIRKET FOSTER bless blest bliss breast breath bright brow C. W. COPE CHARLES DIBDIN charm cheerful child clouds cold CRESWICK dead dear deep door dread dream E. H. WEHNERT e'en earth father fear fields flowers GEORGE THOMAS Giles Gilpin glow green hand HARRISON WEIR hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill Hope hour John Gilpin labour land land of mist light living looks LORD BYRON loud Loxian Luke midnight moon morn mother murmurs Nature's never night o'er peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY pleasure poem poor poor Jack Porphyro pow'r praise pride Queen rapture rise round sails shade ship shore sigh sleep smile song soul sound spirit storm sweet Sweet Auburn tears tell thee thine thou thought toil trembling twas vale village voice warm wave weary wild wind wing wretched youth
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19 psl. - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
258 psl. - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
64 psl. - But, hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily Mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek, With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak ; Weel pleas'd the Mother hears, it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
30 psl. - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endear'd each scene!
241 psl. - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
72 psl. - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
1 psl. - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
110 psl. - The blisses of her dream so pure and deep At which fair Madeline began to weep, And moan forth witless words with many a sigh; While still her gaze on Porphyro would keep; Who knelt, with joined hands and piteous eye, Fearing to move or speak, she look'd so dreamingly. XXXV 'Ah, Porphyro!
89 psl. - St. Agnes' Eve* — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold...
265 psl. - 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.