Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292 psl. |
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... way , And twines December's arms . The purple heath , and golden broom , On moory mountains catch the gale ; O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume , The violet in the vale : THE DAISY . But this bold floweret climbs the hill 22.
... way , And twines December's arms . The purple heath , and golden broom , On moory mountains catch the gale ; O'er lawns the lily sheds perfume , The violet in the vale : THE DAISY . But this bold floweret climbs the hill 22.
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... gale , And leave their sordid spoils , and high in ether sail . Lo ! the bright train their radiant wings unfold , With silver fringed , and freckled o'er with gold . On the gay bosom of some fragrant flower , They , idly fluttering ...
... gale , And leave their sordid spoils , and high in ether sail . Lo ! the bright train their radiant wings unfold , With silver fringed , and freckled o'er with gold . On the gay bosom of some fragrant flower , They , idly fluttering ...
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... gale from the north - east ; The snow fell hissing in the brine , And the billows froth'd like yeast . Down came the storm , and smote amain The vessel in its strength ; She shudder'd and paused , like a frighted steed , Then leap'd her ...
... gale from the north - east ; The snow fell hissing in the brine , And the billows froth'd like yeast . Down came the storm , and smote amain The vessel in its strength ; She shudder'd and paused , like a frighted steed , Then leap'd her ...
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... in agony swims . Accursed be the faggots that blaze at his feet , Where his heart shall be thrown ere it ceases to beat , With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale THE LIFE OF MAN . 107 LOCHIEL . -Down , 106 LOCHIEL'S WARNING . King.
... in agony swims . Accursed be the faggots that blaze at his feet , Where his heart shall be thrown ere it ceases to beat , With the smoke of its ashes to poison the gale THE LIFE OF MAN . 107 LOCHIEL . -Down , 106 LOCHIEL'S WARNING . King.
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... all the blust'ring roar ; And running with a merry gale , With friendly stars my safety seek Within some little winding creek , And see the storm ashore ! DRYDEN THE ALP HUNTER . FROM SCHILLER . " WILT thou The Happy Dryden.
... all the blust'ring roar ; And running with a merry gale , With friendly stars my safety seek Within some little winding creek , And see the storm ashore ! DRYDEN THE ALP HUNTER . FROM SCHILLER . " WILT thou The Happy Dryden.
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aweary banners battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF WATERLOO beauty beneath billows birds blast blow bower breast breath bright brow busy bee clouds dark dead death deep dost doth dreadful earth eternal ETON COLLEGE eyes fair Father fear flowers forest gale gleam gloom glory glow grave green GRONGAR HILL hast hath hear heard heart heaven HERBERT KNOWLES hill hour LAKE REGILLUS land leaves light Lochiel lonely midnight moon morn mountains Nature's night nursling o'er painted banks pale plain pride proud purple rise rocks rolling round sculptured mountains seem'd shade sight sing skies sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spread spring star stock dove storm stream sweet tawny eagle tears tempest thee thine thou busy tree trembling twas vale vernal voice wave wild winds wings wood youth
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20 psl. - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
37 psl. - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
11 psl. - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
54 psl. - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day?
77 psl. - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
15 psl. - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
196 psl. - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
74 psl. - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day: The...
192 psl. - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : • Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
45 psl. - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee In a flood of day...