Poetry for children, selected by W. Burdon, 681 leidimasWilliam Burdon 1805 |
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... brought ? A fecond time did Matthew ftop , And fixing ftill his eye Upon the eastern mountain - top To me he made reply . Yon cloud with that long purple cleft Brings fresh into my mind . A day like this which I have left Full thirty ...
... brought ? A fecond time did Matthew ftop , And fixing ftill his eye Upon the eastern mountain - top To me he made reply . Yon cloud with that long purple cleft Brings fresh into my mind . A day like this which I have left Full thirty ...
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William Burdon. IX He drew it gently from the pool , And brought it forth into the light : The fhepherds met him with his charge An unexpected fight ! Into their arms the lamb they took , Said they , " He's neither maim'd nor fcarr'd ...
William Burdon. IX He drew it gently from the pool , And brought it forth into the light : The fhepherds met him with his charge An unexpected fight ! Into their arms the lamb they took , Said they , " He's neither maim'd nor fcarr'd ...
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... brought The halfpennies together . It chanc'd that Andrew paff'd that way Juft at the time ; and there he found The cripple in the mid - day heat Standing alone , and at his feet He faw the penny on the ground . He ftopp'd and took the ...
... brought The halfpennies together . It chanc'd that Andrew paff'd that way Juft at the time ; and there he found The cripple in the mid - day heat Standing alone , and at his feet He faw the penny on the ground . He ftopp'd and took the ...
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... brought thee home , A bleffed day for thee ! then whither would't thou roam ! A faithful nursethou haft , the dam that did theeyean Upon the mountain tops no kinder could havebeen . Thou know'ft that twice a day I've brought thee in ...
... brought thee home , A bleffed day for thee ! then whither would't thou roam ! A faithful nursethou haft , the dam that did theeyean Upon the mountain tops no kinder could havebeen . Thou know'ft that twice a day I've brought thee in ...
46 psl.
... brought ,. And ere the fabbath he had three . ' Twas all in vain , a useless matter , And blankets were about him pinn'd ; Yet ftill his jaws and teeth they clatter , Like a loose casement in the wind . And Harry's flesh it fell away ...
... brought ,. And ere the fabbath he had three . ' Twas all in vain , a useless matter , And blankets were about him pinn'd ; Yet ftill his jaws and teeth they clatter , Like a loose casement in the wind . And Harry's flesh it fell away ...
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afk'd ANDREW JONES beauty Befide Beneath bleft bloom bofom breaſt church-yard cold Corin cottage courſe Crocodile King crofs'd cry'd darling child delight door e'er ev'ry eyes fafe faid fair faſt feven fhall fhould fhout fide figh filent fing fkies flain fleep fmall fmile fnow fome fong foon forrow fpring fuch fummer fweet Goody Blake grafs green ground happy Harry Gill hear heard heart Heaven infolent Kilve lamb Lifwyn farm limbs little maid look'd Lucy Gray mind morning moſt mother muſt never NEWCASTLE UPON TYNE night o'er orphan boy pafs'd pleaſant pleaſure poor reaſon reft reſt riſe rofe ſaid ſaw ſay ſcarce ſee ſhe ſky ſmooth ſteep ſtill ſtock ſtood ſtopp'd ſtore ſtream ſweet teeth they chatter tell thee theſe thine thofe Thoſe thou track'd turn'd Twas villain,-Man Whofe worfe worſe Young Harry
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50 psl. - Then did the little maid reply, "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie Beneath the churchyard tree.
8 psl. - The storm came on before its time : She wandered up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb ; But never reached the town.
28 psl. - tis to be an orphan boy. 0 were I by your bounty fed; — Nay, gentle lady, do not chide, Trust me, I mean to earn my bread — The sailor's orphan boy has pride. Lady, you weep!
45 psl. - No word to any man he utters, A-bed or up, to young or old ; But ever to himself he mutters, " Poor Harry Gill is very cold.'' A-bed or up, by night or day ; His teeth they chatter, chatter still. Now think, ye farmers all, I pray, Of Goody Blake and Harry Gill.
58 psl. - With you ! and quit my Susan's side ? With you ! " the hapless husband cried. " Young as I am, 'tis monstrous hard ! Besides, in truth, I'm not prepared; My thoughts on other matters go ; This is my wedding-day, you know.
24 psl. - Thou know'st that twice a day I have brought thee in this can Fresh water from the brook, as clear as ever ran ; And twice in the day, when the ground is wet with dew, I bring thee draughts of milk, warm milk it is and new.
77 psl. - 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, ' Who fell in the great victory. ' I find them in the garden, For there's many here about ; And often when I go to plough The ploughshare turns them out. For many thousand men,' said he, 'Were slain in that great victory.' ' Now tell us what 'twas all about...
40 psl. - The neighbors tell, and tell you truly, His teeth they chatter, chatter still. At night, at morning, and at noon, 'Tis all the same with Harry Gill; Beneath the sun, beneath the moon, His teeth they chatter, chatter still.
50 psl. - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
49 psl. - That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. 'Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?' 'How many? Seven in all,' she said, And wondering looked at me.