Songs of Three CenturiesJohn Greenleaf Whittier Houghton, Mifflin & Company, 1876 - 352 psl. From Shakespeare to Milton -- From Dryden to Burns -- From Wordsworth to Longfellow. |
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... wild and high ' The paths of glory lead but to the grave " " Drew me to school along the public way " .. · Mine be a cot beside the hill " PAGE Frontispiece 11 16 20 31 47 52 55 61 70 81 " I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to spin ...
... wild and high ' The paths of glory lead but to the grave " " Drew me to school along the public way " .. · Mine be a cot beside the hill " PAGE Frontispiece 11 16 20 31 47 52 55 61 70 81 " I gang like a ghaist , and I carena to spin ...
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... wilds of man survey ? And with how free an eye doth he look down Upon these lower regions of turmoil ? Where all the storms of passions mainly beat On flesh and blood : where honor , power , renown , Are only gay afflictions , golden ...
... wilds of man survey ? And with how free an eye doth he look down Upon these lower regions of turmoil ? Where all the storms of passions mainly beat On flesh and blood : where honor , power , renown , Are only gay afflictions , golden ...
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... wild boar through the wold , So merrily pass the day ; And then at night , o'er a cheerful bowl , We'll drive dull care away . BISHOP RICHARD CORBETT . [ 1582-1635 . ] FAREWELL TO THE FAIRIES . FAREWELL rewards and fairies ! Good ...
... wild boar through the wold , So merrily pass the day ; And then at night , o'er a cheerful bowl , We'll drive dull care away . BISHOP RICHARD CORBETT . [ 1582-1635 . ] FAREWELL TO THE FAIRIES . FAREWELL rewards and fairies ! Good ...
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... wild , While the heaven - born child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies ; Nature , in awe of him , And sworded seraphim , Are seen in glittering ranks with THE BERMUDAS HYMN ON THE NATIVITY 64 John Milton 66 ཾ3.
... wild , While the heaven - born child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies ; Nature , in awe of him , And sworded seraphim , Are seen in glittering ranks with THE BERMUDAS HYMN ON THE NATIVITY 64 John Milton 66 ཾ3.
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... wilds I stray , Thy bounty shall my wants beguile , The barren wilderness shall smile , O'ercame the pilot's art . And streams shall murmur all around . ALEXANDER POPE . [ 1688-1744 ] THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER . PARAPHRASE OF PSALM XXIII.
... wilds I stray , Thy bounty shall my wants beguile , The barren wilderness shall smile , O'ercame the pilot's art . And streams shall murmur all around . ALEXANDER POPE . [ 1688-1744 ] THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER . PARAPHRASE OF PSALM XXIII.
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