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... grow , And sport its infant diadem , As if to laugh at woe : Methought its little span was blest , And bright with rainbow hue- From cradle dream to love's fond breast , The only change it knew ; But pain its fluttering eye - lids ...
... grow , And sport its infant diadem , As if to laugh at woe : Methought its little span was blest , And bright with rainbow hue- From cradle dream to love's fond breast , The only change it knew ; But pain its fluttering eye - lids ...
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... growing free , The cowslips and the daffodils , Upon the forest lea . The butterfly went flitting by , The bees were in the flowers ; But the little child sate steadfastly , As she had sate for hours . ' Why sit little maid ? you here ...
... growing free , The cowslips and the daffodils , Upon the forest lea . The butterfly went flitting by , The bees were in the flowers ; But the little child sate steadfastly , As she had sate for hours . ' Why sit little maid ? you here ...
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... grow dark , On purple peaks a deeper shade descending ; In twilight copse the glowworm lights her spark : The deer half seen are to the covert wending . Resume thy wizard elm ! the fountain lending And the wild breeze thy wilder ...
... grow dark , On purple peaks a deeper shade descending ; In twilight copse the glowworm lights her spark : The deer half seen are to the covert wending . Resume thy wizard elm ! the fountain lending And the wild breeze thy wilder ...
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... grown , Like ivy to oak or the moss to the stone . Nor loud nor wild was the burst of woe , But the tide of anguish ran strong below ; And the ' reft one turned from all that was light , From the flowers of day and the stars of night ...
... grown , Like ivy to oak or the moss to the stone . Nor loud nor wild was the burst of woe , But the tide of anguish ran strong below ; And the ' reft one turned from all that was light , From the flowers of day and the stars of night ...
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... and benign , Squeezed a vapory cloud which vanish'd into heaven's crystal wine ; And she faded in the distance where the thickening leaves were piled , And the New Year had grown older , and no 30 SCHOOL - ROOM POETRY .
... and benign , Squeezed a vapory cloud which vanish'd into heaven's crystal wine ; And she faded in the distance where the thickening leaves were piled , And the New Year had grown older , and no 30 SCHOOL - ROOM POETRY .
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123 ページ - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which, but an hour ago, Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated : Who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since, upon night so sweet, such awful morn could rise. And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron,...
198 ページ - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient!
117 ページ - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
154 ページ - Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.
145 ページ - THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM. WHEN marshal'd on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky ; One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem.
248 ページ - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
152 ページ - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.
45 ページ - And children coming home from school, Look in at the open door ; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
120 ページ - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge...
161 ページ - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.