The casquet of literature, a selection in poetry and prose, ed. with notes by C. Gibbon1874 |
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... round figure , with light hair and blue eyes , and a fair , rosy face , which seemed neither very shrewd nor very simple . This young lady had caught a glimpse of the glistening stranger while standing at the threshold , and had forth ...
... round figure , with light hair and blue eyes , and a fair , rosy face , which seemed neither very shrewd nor very simple . This young lady had caught a glimpse of the glistening stranger while standing at the threshold , and had forth ...
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... round . Strong of his hands , and strong on his legs , but still of his tongue ! I ought to have gone before him : I wonder he went so young . I cannot cry for him , Annie : I have not long to stay ; Perhaps I shall see him the sooner ...
... round . Strong of his hands , and strong on his legs , but still of his tongue ! I ought to have gone before him : I wonder he went so young . I cannot cry for him , Annie : I have not long to stay ; Perhaps I shall see him the sooner ...
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... round us , and dripped from the rigging , so that the sailors were continually swabbing the deck . I had gone with Mr. Fenton to the round - house , and looked a while from its win- dows on the comfortless scene without . The only ...
... round us , and dripped from the rigging , so that the sailors were continually swabbing the deck . I had gone with Mr. Fenton to the round - house , and looked a while from its win- dows on the comfortless scene without . The only ...
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... round ; For though the words cannot be heard , Yet , in their whisper'd sound , The boy a heart - felt safety finds , And it seems holy ground To his young eye , where they two sit On the gray rocky mound . Not oft in crowded scenes of ...
... round ; For though the words cannot be heard , Yet , in their whisper'd sound , The boy a heart - felt safety finds , And it seems holy ground To his young eye , where they two sit On the gray rocky mound . Not oft in crowded scenes of ...
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... round the heap , and surveyed the several materials of which it was composed , there was scarce a mortal in this vast multitude who did not discover what he thought pleasures and blessings of life ; and wondered how the owners of them ...
... round the heap , and surveyed the several materials of which it was composed , there was scarce a mortal in this vast multitude who did not discover what he thought pleasures and blessings of life ; and wondered how the owners of them ...
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Términos y frases comunes
appeared arms beautiful better bird blessed Burgomaster called Calthorpe Street captain CASQUET charm COVENTRY PATMORE cried Darien scheme daughter dear death delight Demosthenes door Edward Delaney Ellen Page Ermance eyes face Faery Queene fair fairies father favour fear Feathertop feel fell flowers garden gentleman girl give hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven honour hope human Ippolito knew lady Launceston light live looked Lord Lothair lover Marion Mark Lance master ment Michaul mind morning Mother Rigby never night novel passed person physiognomy pipe poem poet poor pretty Queen Renstern ROBERT POLLOK rose scarecrow Scotland seemed side sister smile soon soul speak spirit stood sure sweet tears tell thee thing Thomas Hardie thou thought tion Tito took truth turned voice walk wife word wyde young
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Página 353 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 353 - Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The girl, in rock and plain In earth and heaven, in glade and bower Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain. 'She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm* Of mute insensate things.
Página 20 - Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
Página 13 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there...
Página 149 - See him in the dish, his second cradle, how meek he lieth! wouldst thou have had this innocent grow up to the grossness and indocility which too often accompany maturer swinehood? Ten to one he would have proved a glutton, a sloven, an obstinate, disagreeable animal - wallowing in all manner of filthy conversation - from these sins he is happily snatched away Ere sin could blight, or sorrow fade. Death came with timely care...
Página 18 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are : I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Página 103 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh '"Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Página 148 - Together with the cottage (a sorry antediluvian makeshift of a building, you may think it), what was of much more importance, a fine litter of new-farrowed pigs, no less than nine in number, perished.
Página 150 - He is all neighbours' fare. I am one of those who freely and ungrudgingly impart a share of the good things of this life which fall to their lot (few as mine are in this kind) to a friend. I protest I take as great an interest in my friend's pleasures, his relishes, and proper satisfactions, as in mine own. " Presents," I often say,
Página 67 - Goody, good-woman, gossip, n'aunt, forsooth, Or dame, the sole additions she did hear; Yet these she challenged, these she held right dear ; Ne would esteem him act as mought behove Who should not honour'd eld with these revere ; For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a mind which did that title love.