Gems of English Poetry: With Illustrations by Great ArtistsNelson, 1865 - 302 páginas |
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... hath kindled at the same , When the captivity of sleep had ceased ; But He who fixed immovably the frame Of the round world , and built , by laws as strong , A solid refuge for distress- The towers of righteousness ; He knows that from ...
... hath kindled at the same , When the captivity of sleep had ceased ; But He who fixed immovably the frame Of the round world , and built , by laws as strong , A solid refuge for distress- The towers of righteousness ; He knows that from ...
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... Hath ceased ; all , all around is quietness . Less fearful on this day , the limping hare Stops and looks back , and stops , and looks on man , Her deadliest foe . The toil - worn horse , set free , Unheedful of the pasture , roams at ...
... Hath ceased ; all , all around is quietness . Less fearful on this day , the limping hare Stops and looks back , and stops , and looks on man , Her deadliest foe . The toil - worn horse , set free , Unheedful of the pasture , roams at ...
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... Hath not departed , stands forlorn Of song , and dance , and game ; Still , from the village - green , a vow Aspires , to thee addrest , Wherever peace is on the brow , Or love within the breast . Yes ; where Love nestles thou canst ...
... Hath not departed , stands forlorn Of song , and dance , and game ; Still , from the village - green , a vow Aspires , to thee addrest , Wherever peace is on the brow , Or love within the breast . Yes ; where Love nestles thou canst ...
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... Some radiance from their native heaven . They pray - upon those parted lips Truth's simple spirit sits alone ; The world hath cast no dim eclipse Betwixt them and their Maker's throne : TO A CHILD . They pray , and then the.
... Some radiance from their native heaven . They pray - upon those parted lips Truth's simple spirit sits alone ; The world hath cast no dim eclipse Betwixt them and their Maker's throne : TO A CHILD . They pray , and then the.
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... Hath reared her brood ; ah ! mark her labouring breast As the rude boy draws near ; the sharp , shrill cry That wrings the flutterer's bosom hovering by . Oft will he follow , on the " furrowed lea , " The cheery ploughman whistling to ...
... Hath reared her brood ; ah ! mark her labouring breast As the rude boy draws near ; the sharp , shrill cry That wrings the flutterer's bosom hovering by . Oft will he follow , on the " furrowed lea , " The cheery ploughman whistling to ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Annabel Lee art thou beauty beneath birds bosom boughs bowers breast breath breeze BRIDAL BALLAD bright bright eyes bright land brow calm CASTLE CAMPBELL charm child clouds cold dark deep dewy distant doth dream earth echo Engraved fair fled flowers FOUNTAIN gaze gentle gleam glides glory green grove happy HAPPY VALLEY hath haunt hear heart heaven hour KIRKSTALL ABBEY kissed life's light lone look love is dead maiden Marian Lee MARY HOWITT moon morning mother murmuring night o'er once PET LAMB prayer purple Rhine rill river rock round ruined shadows SHELLEY shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spiritual music spring star stream summer sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought throne vale voice wander waters waves wild William Finden willow-tree wind wing woods WORDSWORTH youth
Pasajes populares
Página 134 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy. 'The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Página 27 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we; And neither the angels in heaven above. Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
Página 133 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, 'A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ! This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. 'Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Página 116 - But there's a Tree, of many, one, A single Field which I have looked upon, Both of them speak of something that is gone...
Página 114 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore;— Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Página 141 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
Página 27 - The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me; Yes! that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Página 11 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Página 26 - A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsmen came And bore her away from me.
Página 140 - Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; — To me that cup has been dealt in another measure.