The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four PartsC. Scribner, 1868 |
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... the stormy wind outside sounds drear- To sit and read , with my pussy near ; Papa on one side and mamma on the other , While close by the table sit sister and brother . Or in summer , when leaves are whispering sweet , 1 * PART FIRST. ...
... the stormy wind outside sounds drear- To sit and read , with my pussy near ; Papa on one side and mamma on the other , While close by the table sit sister and brother . Or in summer , when leaves are whispering sweet , 1 * PART FIRST. ...
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... side , and I'll give her some food , And she'll love me because I am gentle and good . I'll pat little pussy , and then she will purr , And thus show her thanks for my kindness to her ; I'll not pinch her ears , nor tread on her GARLAND ...
... side , and I'll give her some food , And she'll love me because I am gentle and good . I'll pat little pussy , and then she will purr , And thus show her thanks for my kindness to her ; I'll not pinch her ears , nor tread on her GARLAND ...
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... the smoothly trodden snow , Dear grandmamma to see . And look , do look , for there she stands , Aunt Mary by her side , To welcome us with outstretched hands After our pleasant ride . And there is George - and Carlo too ! For GARLAND . 15.
... the smoothly trodden snow , Dear grandmamma to see . And look , do look , for there she stands , Aunt Mary by her side , To welcome us with outstretched hands After our pleasant ride . And there is George - and Carlo too ! For GARLAND . 15.
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... Side by side lay down in the sun , And they went to sleep on the hillside warm , While my little lammie lies here on my arm . I went to the kitchen , and what did I see , But the old gray cat with her kittens three ! I heard her ...
... Side by side lay down in the sun , And they went to sleep on the hillside warm , While my little lammie lies here on my arm . I went to the kitchen , and what did I see , But the old gray cat with her kittens three ! I heard her ...
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... side , Then creaked out , " Good - night , from my heart ! " " Good - night ! " said the hen , when her supper was done , To Fanny , who stood in the door ; " Good - night ! " answered Fanny , come back in the morn , And " L you and ...
... side , Then creaked out , " Good - night , from my heart ! " " Good - night ! " said the hen , when her supper was done , To Fanny , who stood in the door ; " Good - night ! " answered Fanny , come back in the morn , And " L you and ...
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angel beautiful beneath bird blessed blow blue brave breast breath bright brow Caldon Low cheer child clouds cried dark dear death deep door doth earth Eliza Cook eyes face fair father fear flowers Frances Anne Kemble glory glow golden green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven jackdaw John Gilpin Katydid kiss lady land Leigh Hunt light lips LITTLE ROBIN REDBREASTS live look Lord Mary Howitt merry morning mother mountain ne'er Nearer never night o'er ocean Pixies poor pray prayer rest rose round sail Samian wine shine shore sing sleep smile snow soft song soul sound stars stood sweet tears tell tempest thee thine thing Thomas Hood thou thought tree Twas voice waves weary ween weep wild wind wings Winthrop Mackworth Praed word
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Página 103 - To you, in David's town, this day " Is born of David's line " The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; " And this shall be the sign. " The heavenly Babe you there shall find " To human view displayed, " All meanly wrapt in swathing bands,
Página 51 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts ; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Página 275 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown ; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send ; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven ('t was all he wished) a friend.
Página 227 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung!
Página 54 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Página 202 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Página 331 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Página 264 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 221 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone ; Our fathers would not know THY ways, And THOU hast left them to their own. But, present still, though now unseen ; When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And...
Página 89 - ... own ladles, split open the kegs of salted sprats, made nests inside men's Sunday hats, and even spoiled the women's chats, by drowning their speaking -with shrieking and squeaking in fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body to the Town Hall came flocking: "'Tis clear...