The Family Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets, Including TranslationsFords, Howard, and Hulbert, 1880 - 1065 psl. |
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... o'er the blooming lands , And proudly bears a pretty toy , - A crystal glass with diamond sands . A smile o'er any brow would pass To see him frolic in the sun , To see him shake the crystal glass , - And make the sands more quickly run ...
... o'er the blooming lands , And proudly bears a pretty toy , - A crystal glass with diamond sands . A smile o'er any brow would pass To see him frolic in the sun , To see him shake the crystal glass , - And make the sands more quickly run ...
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... o'er the smooth course ready for the race ; For now , beheld of all , Milanion Stands on the spot he twice has looked upon . But yet what change is this that holds the ― maid ? Does she indeed see in his glittering eye More than disdain ...
... o'er the smooth course ready for the race ; For now , beheld of all , Milanion Stands on the spot he twice has looked upon . But yet what change is this that holds the ― maid ? Does she indeed see in his glittering eye More than disdain ...
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... O'er the sunshine , o'er the shadow , passed the maiden of the farm , With a charmed heart within her , thinking of no ill nor harm . Pleasant , surely , were her musings , for the nod- ding leaves in vain Sought to press their ...
... O'er the sunshine , o'er the shadow , passed the maiden of the farm , With a charmed heart within her , thinking of no ill nor harm . Pleasant , surely , were her musings , for the nod- ding leaves in vain Sought to press their ...
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... o'er them many a sliding star , And many a merry wind was borne , And , streamed through many a golden bar , The twilight melted into morn . " O eyes long laid in happy sleep ! " " O happy sleep , that lightly fled ! " " O happy kiss ...
... o'er them many a sliding star , And many a merry wind was borne , And , streamed through many a golden bar , The twilight melted into morn . " O eyes long laid in happy sleep ! " " O happy sleep , that lightly fled ! " " O happy kiss ...
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... o'er pebbly beds conveyed , Gush down the steep , and glitter through the glade . ' Mong all the joys my soul hath known , ' Mong errors over which it grieves , I sit at this dark hour alone , Like Autumn mid his withered leaves . This ...
... o'er pebbly beds conveyed , Gush down the steep , and glitter through the glade . ' Mong all the joys my soul hath known , ' Mong errors over which it grieves , I sit at this dark hour alone , Like Autumn mid his withered leaves . This ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom brave breast breath bright brow Bryant cheek child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING England eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle glory grace grave gray green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour Hudibras JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King kiss lady land light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never night o'er Paradise Lost PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ROBERT BURNS rose round Scotland SHAKESPEARE shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars summer sweet tears tell thee thine things THOMAS HOOD thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings young youth
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