Simple English poems, ed. by H.C. BowenHerbert Courthope Bowen 1879 |
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... them for a guide . At day - break on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . 15 They wept - and turning homeward cried , " In 16 PT . 1 . SIMPLE ENGLISH POEMS .
... them for a guide . At day - break on a hill they stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . 15 They wept - and turning homeward cried , " In 16 PT . 1 . SIMPLE ENGLISH POEMS .
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Herbert Courthope Bowen. They wept - and turning homeward cried , " In heaven we all shall meet ; " -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet . Then downwards from the steep hill's edge 45 They tracked the footmarks ...
Herbert Courthope Bowen. They wept - and turning homeward cried , " In heaven we all shall meet ; " -When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's feet . Then downwards from the steep hill's edge 45 They tracked the footmarks ...
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... turning round his head , he saw Three customers come in . So down he came ; for loss of time , Although it grieved him sore , Yet loss of pence , full well he knew , Would trouble him much more . 55 ' Twas long before the customers Were ...
... turning round his head , he saw Three customers come in . So down he came ; for loss of time , Although it grieved him sore , Yet loss of pence , full well he knew , Would trouble him much more . 55 ' Twas long before the customers Were ...
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... turn Thus showed his ready wit : " My head is twice as big as yours , They therefore needs must fit . " But let me ... turning to his horse , he said , " I am in haste to dine ; ' Twas for your pleasure you came here , You shall go back ...
... turn Thus showed his ready wit : " My head is twice as big as yours , They therefore needs must fit . " But let me ... turning to his horse , he said , " I am in haste to dine ; ' Twas for your pleasure you came here , You shall go back ...
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... turn aside . ” 130 Still the Fair Horseman anxious pleads ; The Black , wild whooping , points the prey : - Alas ! the Earl no warning heeds , 135 But frantic keeps the forward way . " Holy or not , or right or wrong , Thy altar , and ...
... turn aside . ” 130 Still the Fair Horseman anxious pleads ; The Black , wild whooping , points the prey : - Alas ! the Earl no warning heeds , 135 But frantic keeps the forward way . " Holy or not , or right or wrong , Thy altar , and ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Agnes ALFRED TENNYSON Ancient Mariner Battle of Blenheim beauty bell breath bright Chevy Chase child clouds Coleridge common cried dark dead dear death deep Dora doth dream Earl Douglas earth English exquisite eyes Faerie Faerie Queene FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS French Gilpin Hart-Leap hath heard heart heaven hill holy horse Hyperion Inchcape Inchcape Rock John Gilpin Julius Cæsar Keats King Arthur land language legends light living look Lord meaning MILTON moon never night Notice o'er pale Paradise Lost PATERNOSTER SQUARE Percy poem poet poetry pupils Queene quoth ROBERT SOUTHEY Rosabelle round sails Saturn SHAKSPERE ship sing Sir Bedivere Sir John Moore song soul sound SPENSER spirit stars steed stone stood swan's nest sweet tell TENNYSON thee things thou thought Twas verse voice waves wild wind wonderful wood words Wordsworth
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Página 33 - Their name, their years, spelt by th' unletter'd muse. The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die. For who, to dumb Forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?
Página 31 - Await alike the inevitable hour ; The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 31 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 9 - And I had done a hellish thing, And it would work 'em woe: For all averred I had killed the bird That made the breeze to blow.
Página 12 - Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was as white as leprosy, The Night-mare LIFE-IN-DEATH was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold. The naked hulk alongside came, And the twain were casting dice; "The game is done! I've won! I've won!
Página 13 - 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 32 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of luxury and pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame.
Página 60 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : ' I heard the water lapping on the crag, And the long ripple washing in the reeds.
Página 30 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight...