The Magazine of Poetry, Volumen 3,Números 1-4Charles Wells Moulton, 1891 |
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... eyes What his remote intention was ; He loved to waylay and surprise , And startling his invention was . A violin he broke in fun , And afterward its brother flute , To see what made the tune in one , And also made the other toot . The ...
... eyes What his remote intention was ; He loved to waylay and surprise , And startling his invention was . A violin he broke in fun , And afterward its brother flute , To see what made the tune in one , And also made the other toot . The ...
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... eyes , " My haversack - take - there's some bread , A letter - home , " was all he said . We caught him ere he sank ... eye . If I should see the King go by Along the King's highway , Methinks that I would rise and cry , " O King ...
... eyes , " My haversack - take - there's some bread , A letter - home , " was all he said . We caught him ere he sank ... eye . If I should see the King go by Along the King's highway , Methinks that I would rise and cry , " O King ...
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... eye afire ! O lad so true , you may yet rue The courage of your deep desire ! " Nay , tempt me not ; the way is plain ... eyes , And beat their bars and bend their ear . " Ah , God be thanked ! our friends are nigh ; He wills it not that ...
... eye afire ! O lad so true , you may yet rue The courage of your deep desire ! " Nay , tempt me not ; the way is plain ... eyes , And beat their bars and bend their ear . " Ah , God be thanked ! our friends are nigh ; He wills it not that ...
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... eyes of radiance tender- O shy , sweet - curving mouth ! - When days mayhap are dark , that now are golden , So shall he stand by you — Your fingers in a steadfast hand - clasp holden A strong heart beating true.— You , that would meet ...
... eyes of radiance tender- O shy , sweet - curving mouth ! - When days mayhap are dark , that now are golden , So shall he stand by you — Your fingers in a steadfast hand - clasp holden A strong heart beating true.— You , that would meet ...
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... eyes and said , “ I ask thee one last grace- Slay me , for thee I cannot . " a space , Then I held his hand But knew not what I answered : the heavens round and wide - Surged up and down a flash of steel - my sword was through his side ...
... eyes and said , “ I ask thee one last grace- Slay me , for thee I cannot . " a space , Then I held his hand But knew not what I answered : the heavens round and wide - Surged up and down a flash of steel - my sword was through his side ...
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Página 251 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Página 251 - NOT a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Página 392 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 245 - Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife ! To all the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.
Página 244 - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven ; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
Página 245 - In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Página 382 - ... plump ; a right jolly old elf; And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle , But I heard him exclaim, ere he...
Página 393 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.
Página 109 - But the hands that were played By that heathen Chinee, And the points that he made Were quite frightful to see, — Till at last he put down a right bower, Which the same Nye had dealt unto me. Then I looked up at Nye, And he gazed upon me ; And he rose with a sigh, And said, " Can this be ? We are ruined by Chinese cheap labour," And he went for that heathen Chinee.
Página 245 - It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold : "Peace on the earth, goodwill to men, From heaven's all-gracious King!