Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin1806 |
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... the plants belong to thee , All that summer hours produce , Fertile made with early juice . Man for thee does sow and plow ; Farmer he , and landlord thou ! B 3 Thou 6 Hymn . Thou dost innocently enjoy , Nor does The Grasshopper.
... the plants belong to thee , All that summer hours produce , Fertile made with early juice . Man for thee does sow and plow ; Farmer he , and landlord thou ! B 3 Thou 6 Hymn . Thou dost innocently enjoy , Nor does The Grasshopper.
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... early brood . 13 WARTON . INDIA . WHERE sacred Ganges pours along the plain , And Indus rolls to swell the eastern main , What awful scenes the curious mind delight , What wonders burst upon the dazzled sight ! There giant palins lift ...
... early brood . 13 WARTON . INDIA . WHERE sacred Ganges pours along the plain , And Indus rolls to swell the eastern main , What awful scenes the curious mind delight , What wonders burst upon the dazzled sight ! There giant palins lift ...
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... earliest song , Whose twinkling wings are seen at fits The dewy light among . And cheering to the traveller The gales that round him play , When faint and wearily he drags Along his noontide way . And when beneath th ' unclouded sun ...
... earliest song , Whose twinkling wings are seen at fits The dewy light among . And cheering to the traveller The gales that round him play , When faint and wearily he drags Along his noontide way . And when beneath th ' unclouded sun ...
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... early trill : The whispers of the western breeze , The prattling brook that winds along ; Such sylvan sounds my fancy please , Supply my theme of rural song . The fruitful orchard's lovely bloom Now ushers in the sprightly May ; The ...
... early trill : The whispers of the western breeze , The prattling brook that winds along ; Such sylvan sounds my fancy please , Supply my theme of rural song . The fruitful orchard's lovely bloom Now ushers in the sprightly May ; The ...
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... early way , Before the cow from her resting - place Had risen up , and left her trace On the meadow with dew so gray , I saw thee , thou busy busy Bee ! Thou wert alive , thou busy busy Bee ! When the crowd in their sleep were dead ...
... early way , Before the cow from her resting - place Had risen up , and left her trace On the meadow with dew so gray , I saw thee , thou busy busy Bee ! Thou wert alive , thou busy busy Bee ! When the crowd in their sleep were dead ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 18 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Página 67 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Página 104 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 4 - O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know.
Página 55 - Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz
Página 31 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 144 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Página 102 - What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ! Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just ; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Página 48 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
Página 120 - Silently as a dream the fabric rose; No sound of hammer or of saw was there.