Poetry for Home and School ...S.G. Simpkins, 1846 |
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... Queen New Year's Eve · She was a Phantom of Delight . The Lost Pleiad Coronach The Pauper's Death - bed . An Invitation to praise God To the Evening Wind The Erl King Lament of Mary Queen of Scots Avarice The Trumpet Farewell to the ...
... Queen New Year's Eve · She was a Phantom of Delight . The Lost Pleiad Coronach The Pauper's Death - bed . An Invitation to praise God To the Evening Wind The Erl King Lament of Mary Queen of Scots Avarice The Trumpet Farewell to the ...
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... queen , unknown ; Changed as he was with age , and toils , and cares , Furrowed his reverend face , and white his hairs ; In his own palace forced to ask his bread , Scorned by those slaves his former bounty fed , Forgot of all his own ...
... queen , unknown ; Changed as he was with age , and toils , and cares , Furrowed his reverend face , and white his hairs ; In his own palace forced to ask his bread , Scorned by those slaves his former bounty fed , Forgot of all his own ...
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... queen of all the fairies , She loves that water bright ; I've seen her drinking there myself On many a summer night . " But she's a gracious lady , And her thou need'st not fear ; Only disturb thou not the stream , Nor spill the water ...
... queen of all the fairies , She loves that water bright ; I've seen her drinking there myself On many a summer night . " But she's a gracious lady , And her thou need'st not fear ; Only disturb thou not the stream , Nor spill the water ...
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... Queen , - And all around , a numerous rout , The - young Prince Crocodiles crawled about . The woman shook every limb with fear , As she to the Crocodile King came near , For never man without fear and awe The face of his Crocodile ...
... Queen , - And all around , a numerous rout , The - young Prince Crocodiles crawled about . The woman shook every limb with fear , As she to the Crocodile King came near , For never man without fear and awe The face of his Crocodile ...
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... QUEEN . - Tennyson . You must wake and call me early , call me early , mother dear , To - morrow'll be the happiest time of all the blithe New Year ; * A mountain skirting the shores of the Bay of Naples , on one of the most beautiful ...
... QUEEN . - Tennyson . You must wake and call me early , call me early , mother dear , To - morrow'll be the happiest time of all the blithe New Year ; * A mountain skirting the shores of the Bay of Naples , on one of the most beautiful ...
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beauty beneath bird Birdie blessed bloom breast breath bright brow canst cheer child coursers Crocodile customed hill dark dear death delight dost doth E'en earth fair fairy father fear flowers fly away home glory gone grass grave green grief hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Inchcape Inchcape rock John Barleycorn King lady lady-bird land light live look Lord loud Mary Howitt maun merry mind mother mountain mourn ne'er never night numbers o'er Old English Poetry Patrick Spence poor praise Queen renegado rock rose round sail Samian wine shining shining book shore silent sing singing bee sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spring stars storm stream sweet tears tempests thee thine thing thou art thou hast thought top-mast tree voice wakeful eye wandering waves weep wild wind wings
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70 ページ - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair ; The sunshine is a glorious birth ; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
111 ページ - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe, And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty ; And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew To live with her, and live with thee In unreproved pleasures free...
64 ページ - Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
128 ページ - The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of luxury and pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
156 ページ - SHE was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
75 ページ - And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves, Forebode not any severing of our loves ! Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might ; I only have relinquished one delight To live beneath your more habitual sway.
162 ページ - Strange, by my faith!' the Hermit said — 'And they answered not our cheer ! The planks look warped ! and see those sails, How thin they are and sere! I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below That eats the she-wolf's young.
134 ページ - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
76 ページ - God! I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
102 ページ - I'll row you o'er the ferry.' By this the storm grew loud apace, The water-wraith was shrieking; And in the scowl of heaven each face Grew dark as they were speaking. But still as wilder blew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, 'Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.