Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth CenturyScott, Webster & Geary, 1862 - 490 psl. |
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... Maid of 207 Chant .. 161 ........ Orleans ....... ........... 208 Mutual Love 162 The Locust Cloud ................... 209 Job's Bereavements 163 The Ruins of Babylon 210 Fancy in Nubibus 164 The Paradise of the Old Man of the The ...
... Maid of 207 Chant .. 161 ........ Orleans ....... ........... 208 Mutual Love 162 The Locust Cloud ................... 209 Job's Bereavements 163 The Ruins of Babylon 210 Fancy in Nubibus 164 The Paradise of the Old Man of the The ...
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... Maid 269 St. Bartholomew's Day . 224 Repentance 271 The Death of Azim ... 272 LAMB , CHARLES ( born 1775 , died The Calm that succeeds a Storm 273 1834 ) 226 From Life without Freedom 274 Dialogue between a Mother and Child ib . The ...
... Maid 269 St. Bartholomew's Day . 224 Repentance 271 The Death of Azim ... 272 LAMB , CHARLES ( born 1775 , died The Calm that succeeds a Storm 273 1834 ) 226 From Life without Freedom 274 Dialogue between a Mother and Child ib . The ...
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... Moonlight . CORBOULD · W. FINDEN • 220 • CORBOULD CORBOULD · C. HEATH • 233 • RANSON 244 CORBOULD CORBOULD • W. FINDEN 256 C. HEATH 263 · 22. MOORE . - The Arab Maid CORBOULD C. HEATH 270 · 23 . HUNT . - Mill and Landscape 24. HENRY.
... Moonlight . CORBOULD · W. FINDEN • 220 • CORBOULD CORBOULD · C. HEATH • 233 • RANSON 244 CORBOULD CORBOULD • W. FINDEN 256 C. HEATH 263 · 22. MOORE . - The Arab Maid CORBOULD C. HEATH 270 · 23 . HUNT . - Mill and Landscape 24. HENRY.
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... maids . And the result was similar in both instances . The Eclogues of Gay became popular from their truthfulness , notwithstanding the lowly character of their subjects ; and the delineations of Crabbe have obtained a still higher ...
... maids . And the result was similar in both instances . The Eclogues of Gay became popular from their truthfulness , notwithstanding the lowly character of their subjects ; and the delineations of Crabbe have obtained a still higher ...
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... maid , Who in the still , but cheerless shade Of home unsocial , spends her age , And rarely turns a letter'd page ; Upon her hearth for thee lets fall The rounded cork , or paper ball ; Nor chides thee on thy wicked watch The ends of ...
... maid , Who in the still , but cheerless shade Of home unsocial , spends her age , And rarely turns a letter'd page ; Upon her hearth for thee lets fall The rounded cork , or paper ball ; Nor chides thee on thy wicked watch The ends of ...
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109 psl. - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
403 psl. - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue...
110 psl. - We in thought will join your throng. Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May!
165 psl. - Are those her ribs through which the Sun Did peer, as through a grate? And is that Woman all her crew? Is that a DEATH? and are there two? Is DEATH that woman's mate?
110 psl. - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing ; Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal Silence : truths that wake To perish never ; Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor Man, nor Boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather.
299 psl. - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
236 psl. - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
104 psl. - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.' ' How many are you, then,' said I, * If they two are in heaven ?' Quick was the little Maid's reply,
103 psl. - Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be?" "How many? seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they, I pray you tell?
163 psl. - That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright, And that he knew it was a fiend...