Poetry for Schools: Designed for Reading and Recitation : the Whole Selected from the Best Poets in the English LanguageW.E. Dean, 1842 - 348 páginas |
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... Ajut , Johnson , 283 Verses on the Death of Robert Levet , 288 Gray , 289 Ode on the Spring , Gray , 289 Verses on the Death of a Cat , " " 291 Campbell , 292 Lochiel's Warning , Campbell , 295 The Last Man , 297 The Soldier's Dream ...
... Ajut , Johnson , 283 Verses on the Death of Robert Levet , 288 Gray , 289 Ode on the Spring , Gray , 289 Verses on the Death of a Cat , " " 291 Campbell , 292 Lochiel's Warning , Campbell , 295 The Last Man , 297 The Soldier's Dream ...
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... Ajut , is well suited to a collection of poetry , and there- fore it has been extracted from the Rambler . ANNINGAIT AND AJUT . In one of the large caves to which the families of Greenland re- tire together , to pass the cold months ...
... Ajut , is well suited to a collection of poetry , and there- fore it has been extracted from the Rambler . ANNINGAIT AND AJUT . In one of the large caves to which the families of Greenland re- tire together , to pass the cold months ...
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... Ajut would soon yield to such fervour and accomplishments : but Ajut , with the natural haughtiness of beauty , expected all the forms of courtship ; and before she would confess herself con- quered the sun returned , the ice broke ...
... Ajut would soon yield to such fervour and accomplishments : but Ajut , with the natural haughtiness of beauty , expected all the forms of courtship ; and before she would confess herself con- quered the sun returned , the ice broke ...
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... Ajut ? ” The eloquence of Anningait was vain ; the maid continued inexorable , and they parted with ardent promises to meet again before the night of winter . Anningait , however discomposed by the dilatory coyness of Ajut , was yet ...
... Ajut ? ” The eloquence of Anningait was vain ; the maid continued inexorable , and they parted with ardent promises to meet again before the night of winter . Anningait , however discomposed by the dilatory coyness of Ajut , was yet ...
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... Ajut , while I had not yet called her to the banquet , I was careless as the sleeping morse , I was merry as the singers in the stars Why , Ajut , did I gaze upon thy graces ? why , my fair , did I call thee to the banquet ? Yet , be ...
... Ajut , while I had not yet called her to the banquet , I was careless as the sleeping morse , I was merry as the singers in the stars Why , Ajut , did I gaze upon thy graces ? why , my fair , did I call thee to the banquet ? Yet , be ...
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Æschylus Ajut ancient Anningait arms Babylon battle beautiful behold beneath blood-hound bosom Branksome breath bright brothers called chief chivalry Comus courser crown Cymbeline dark dead death deep divine dread Druid earth Elidurus England English English poetry Euripides eyes fair father fear fell flowers gave genius gentle glory grace grave Greece Greeks hand hath head heard heart heaven Hector holy honour human Iliad immortal king king of England Lady land light living Lord Lord Byron Lycian Milton mind Minstrel mountain never night noble o'er Patroclus persons poem poet poetry Polynices praise prince queen Rizpah rock Romans Rome round Sarpedon says Shakspeare shore Sir Walter Scott smile soft song Sophocles sorrow soul spirit stood sweet tears thee thine thou thought throne toil tomb Troy Ulysses verses voice wave wild wind wings woods young
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Página 248 - 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...
Página 31 - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Página 56 - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes any thing, you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning, give him the greater commendation : he was naturally learned ; he needed not the spectacles of books to read nature ; he looked inwards, and found her there.
Página 247 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Página 300 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Página 248 - Gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard ; and heard, too, have her Saxon foes : — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears...
Página 48 - Eugh, obedient to the benders will ; The Birch for shaftes ; the Sallow for the mill ; The Mirrhe sweete-bleeding in the bitter wound ; The warlike Beech ; the Ash for nothing ill ; The fruitful! Olive ; and the Platane round ; The carver Holme ; the Maple seeldom inward sound.
Página 248 - ... mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips, — "The foe! They come! They come!
Página 300 - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet Vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
Página 84 - Henceforth I learn that to obey is best, And love with fear the only God, to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend...