Hidden Sense: Seek and Find, Or, Double AcrosticsE. R. Babington Frederick Warne, 1867 - 112 páginas |
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... tree . " 1 " While the heart rejoices Let its rapture peal ! " 2 " Light as any wind that blows , So fleetly did she stir , The flow'r she touched on , dipt and rose , And turn'd to look at her . " 3 " Sweet tenant of the shade . " 1 4 ...
... tree . " 1 " While the heart rejoices Let its rapture peal ! " 2 " Light as any wind that blows , So fleetly did she stir , The flow'r she touched on , dipt and rose , And turn'd to look at her . " 3 " Sweet tenant of the shade . " 1 4 ...
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... wave , Till thou our summons answer'd have . " 2 " Oft in the stilly night , Ere slumber's chain hath bound me , Fond mem'ry brings the light Of other days around me . " 3 " The tree for nothing ill . " 4 B 2 DOUBLE ACROSTICS . 19 1 ...
... wave , Till thou our summons answer'd have . " 2 " Oft in the stilly night , Ere slumber's chain hath bound me , Fond mem'ry brings the light Of other days around me . " 3 " The tree for nothing ill . " 4 B 2 DOUBLE ACROSTICS . 19 1 ...
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Seek and Find, Or, Double Acrostics E. R. Babington. 3 " The tree for nothing ill . " 4 They played me then a bitter prank : At length I play'd them one as frank ; For time at length sets all things even- And if we do but watch the hour ...
Seek and Find, Or, Double Acrostics E. R. Babington. 3 " The tree for nothing ill . " 4 They played me then a bitter prank : At length I play'd them one as frank ; For time at length sets all things even- And if we do but watch the hour ...
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... tree within . " 4 Thou " for ever wilt leave But enough of the past , for the future to grieve O'er that which has been , and o'er that which must be . " 5 I know him " by the locks that fly , — " I know him " by the bright blue eye ...
... tree within . " 4 Thou " for ever wilt leave But enough of the past , for the future to grieve O'er that which has been , and o'er that which must be . " 5 I know him " by the locks that fly , — " I know him " by the bright blue eye ...
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... tree Of freedom's wither'd trunk puts forth a leaf , E'en for thy tomb a garland let it be . ” 7 " Dewdrop , formed of hope and anguish , Love himself hath sent thee here . " LVI . Starry . 1 " That lake , whose 34 HIDDEN SENSE .
... tree Of freedom's wither'd trunk puts forth a leaf , E'en for thy tomb a garland let it be . ” 7 " Dewdrop , formed of hope and anguish , Love himself hath sent thee here . " LVI . Starry . 1 " That lake , whose 34 HIDDEN SENSE .
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Términos y frases comunes
ACROSTICS amid art thou bear beautiful behold beneath bird blest bore brave breast breath bright British Museum celebrated charms child climes COVENT GARDEN crown Danube dark daughter dead death deep dost doth drave E'en earth eyes fair fam'd fame flood flower foam glorious glory grace hair hand happy hath head heart heaven hero heroine HIDDEN SENSE honour Italian Italy king knighthood lady land light liv'd Lord lov'd maid mighty mother mountain ne'er neath never night noble nymph o'er poet poor praise Pray pride prince proud proudly queen rill river Rome rose sacred sage saw him stand Saxon Scotland shine shore skiff smile soft song soul Spain sprite star stood stream sweet sweetest sword tears thee thine thou art thou hast THREEPENCE thro tongue Twas vowel wandering wave ween wild winding
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Página 96 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
Página 4 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Página 4 - 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 56 - I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD.' I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 5 - Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth, In thy heart the dew of youth, On thy lips the smile of truth. O, that dew, like balm, shall steal Into wounds, that cannot heal, Even as sleep our eyes doth seal ; And that smile, like sunshine, dart Into many a sunless heart, For a smile of God thou art.
Página 22 - Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis And ships by thousands lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at break of day, And when the sun set where were they...
Página 67 - Here the self-torturing sophist, wild Rousseau, The apostle of affliction, he who threw Enchantment over passion, and from woe Wrung overwhelming eloquence, first drew The breath which made him wretched; yet he knew How to make madness beautiful, and cast O'er erring deeds and thoughts, a heavenly hue Of words like sunbeams, dazzling as they past The eyes, which o'er them shed tears feelingly and fast.
Página 23 - Then up I rose, And dragged to earth both branch and bough, with crash And merciless ravage ; and the shady nook Of hazels, and the green and mossy bower, Deformed and sullied, patiently gave up Their quiet being...
Página 67 - When Cheerfulness, a nymph of healthiest hue, Her bow across her shoulder flung, Her buskins gemm'd with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known!
Página 88 - If we shadows have offended. Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend...