The Evergreen: Beautiful Bouquets Culled from the Poets of All CountriesFrederick Warne and Company, 1869 - 152 ページ |
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... dead- Others now have no perfume ; This doth hang its sullen head . That hath lost its bloom . Passions , such as nourish strife In our blood , and quick decay , Hang upon the flower's life , Till it fades away . ANON . CEDAR TREES . HE ...
... dead- Others now have no perfume ; This doth hang its sullen head . That hath lost its bloom . Passions , such as nourish strife In our blood , and quick decay , Hang upon the flower's life , Till it fades away . ANON . CEDAR TREES . HE ...
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... ground , And his leaves he gently waves , And he joyously twines and hugs around The rich mould of dead men's graves . Creeping where no life is seen , A rare old plant is the ivy green . IVY AND BERRIES . THE IVY GREEN . H , The Ivy Green.
... ground , And his leaves he gently waves , And he joyously twines and hugs around The rich mould of dead men's graves . Creeping where no life is seen , A rare old plant is the ivy green . IVY AND BERRIES . THE IVY GREEN . H , The Ivy Green.
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... ground , And his leaves he gently waves , And he joyously twines and hugs around The rich mould of dead men's graves . Creeping where no life is seen , A rare old plant is the ivy green . The Ivy Green . Whole ages have fled , and.
... ground , And his leaves he gently waves , And he joyously twines and hugs around The rich mould of dead men's graves . Creeping where no life is seen , A rare old plant is the ivy green . The Ivy Green . Whole ages have fled , and.
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... dead . ' Tis no lone isle in a boundless main , No brilliant but distant shore , Where the lovely ones , who are called away , Must go to return no more . No ! heaven is near us ; the mighty veil Of mortality blinds the eye , That we ...
... dead . ' Tis no lone isle in a boundless main , No brilliant but distant shore , Where the lovely ones , who are called away , Must go to return no more . No ! heaven is near us ; the mighty veil Of mortality blinds the eye , That we ...
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... dead ; The coward conquest of a wretch's knife , Too base of thee to be remem ' ered . The worth of that , is that which it contains , And that is this , and this with thee remains . SHAKSPEARE . MEMORY OF THE PAST . WHO hath not ...
... dead ; The coward conquest of a wretch's knife , Too base of thee to be remem ' ered . The worth of that , is that which it contains , And that is this , and this with thee remains . SHAKSPEARE . MEMORY OF THE PAST . WHO hath not ...
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angels Autumn beauty birds bloom blossoms blush boughs bower breath breeze bright brow Cedar tree CHARLES MACKAY child clouds content to die,-but dark dead death decay dews doth drooping earth eternal Evergreen faded fair fancy crown flowers friends garden glad gloom glory glowing golden gone grove H. F. LYTE hard at play hast hath heart heaven hopes hour ISA CRAIG ivy green Jean Jean-to the land JOHN KEATS lady fern leaf leal leaves life's light lonely look MARK LEMON morning Mount Lebanon never night numbers o'er pale rare old plant Reaper rich round sea lavender serve the rural shadows showers sigh silent skies smile soft song soul spirit spring stars summer sunbeams sunshine sweet tears thee thine things thou art tomb twilight sadness voice Wallflower wave ween wild wind wings winter withered yon lane glen youth
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12 ページ - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
28 ページ - Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn, and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right ; To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And smear with dust their glittering golden towers : 1 To fill with worm-holes stately monuments, To feed oblivion with decay of things, To blot old books, and alter their contents, To pluck the quills from ancient ravens...
114 ページ - God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wide old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the innumerable boughs The strange, deep harmonies that haunt his breast...
32 ページ - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
1 ページ - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
1 ページ - To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer...
26 ページ - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
18 ページ - On winding lakes and rivers wide, That ask no aid of sail or oar, That fear no spite of wind or tide!
123 ページ - Upon whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose, decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight ; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow...
1 ページ - Who hath not seen Thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor...