The Family Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets, Including TranslationsFords, Howard, and Hulbert, 1880 - 1065 sider |
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Side 9
... Bells Jackdaw of Rheims , The . Misadventures at Margate BARNARD , LADY ANNE . Scotland , 1750-1825 Auld Robin Gray . BARNFIELD , RICHARD . England , 1574– 1606 . Address to the Nightingale . BARON , ROBERT . England , b . about 1630 ...
... Bells Jackdaw of Rheims , The . Misadventures at Margate BARNARD , LADY ANNE . Scotland , 1750-1825 Auld Robin Gray . BARNFIELD , RICHARD . England , 1574– 1606 . Address to the Nightingale . BARON , ROBERT . England , b . about 1630 ...
Side 20
... ( Bell - founder ) Love and Time Summer Longings MAY , THOMAS . England , about 1594-1650 . From : Henry II . , 248 ... Bells of Shandon , The Bonaparte , Popular Recollections of ( From Béranger ) . Flight into Egypt , The ' . MALLET ...
... ( Bell - founder ) Love and Time Summer Longings MAY , THOMAS . England , about 1594-1650 . From : Henry II . , 248 ... Bells of Shandon , The Bonaparte , Popular Recollections of ( From Béranger ) . Flight into Egypt , The ' . MALLET ...
Side 21
... bells " 716 " ' T is the last rose of summer " 465 Vale of Avoca , The 116 Vale of Cashmere , The ( Light of the Harem ) Verses written in an Album . 452 133 Blue 121 ; Ill From : All that's bright must fade , 793 ; Stocking , 816 ...
... bells " 716 " ' T is the last rose of summer " 465 Vale of Avoca , The 116 Vale of Cashmere , The ( Light of the Harem ) Verses written in an Album . 452 133 Blue 121 ; Ill From : All that's bright must fade , 793 ; Stocking , 816 ...
Side 23
... Bells , The From : Hearts 714 Raven , The . 852 Frem : - To F. S. O. PROCTER , BRYAN W. ( Barry Cornwall ) . 796 ... bell From : " I remember , I remember , " 108 ; School and Schoolfellows , 309 . PRENTICE , GEORGE DENISON . Preston ...
... Bells , The From : Hearts 714 Raven , The . 852 Frem : - To F. S. O. PROCTER , BRYAN W. ( Barry Cornwall ) . 796 ... bell From : " I remember , I remember , " 108 ; School and Schoolfellows , 309 . PRENTICE , GEORGE DENISON . Preston ...
Side 79
... bells Of the celestial asphodels , those feet , They fell like dew upon the flowers : Then all the air grew strangely sweet ! And thus came dainty Baby Bell Into this world of ours . She came , and brought delicious May . The swallows ...
... bells Of the celestial asphodels , those feet , They fell like dew upon the flowers : Then all the air grew strangely sweet ! And thus came dainty Baby Bell Into this world of ours . She came , and brought delicious May . The swallows ...
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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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Side 404 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life...
Side 307 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart; — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
Side 316 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret, Here, where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow, And leaden-eyed despairs; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond to-morrow.
Side 773 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look, how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines...
Side 322 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Side 307 - Earth, and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice, — Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course ; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Side 403 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Side 104 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Side 501 - And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride : And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf. And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow and the rust on his mail ; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might...
Side 550 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ) Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.