The poetical reader for school and home use, ed. by J.C. Curtis |
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... breath : Oh , lead me wheresoe'er I go , Through this day's life or death ! This day be bread and peace my lot : All else beneath the sun , Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not , And let thy will be done . To thee , whose temple is all ...
... breath : Oh , lead me wheresoe'er I go , Through this day's life or death ! This day be bread and peace my lot : All else beneath the sun , Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not , And let thy will be done . To thee , whose temple is all ...
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... breath and throbbing brow ; - ' Twas there she nursed me ; ' twas there she died ; And memory flows with lava tide . Say it is folly , and deem me weak , While the scalding drops start down my cheek ; But I love it , I love it ; and ...
... breath and throbbing brow ; - ' Twas there she nursed me ; ' twas there she died ; And memory flows with lava tide . Say it is folly , and deem me weak , While the scalding drops start down my cheek ; But I love it , I love it ; and ...
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... breath , And feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head . She had a rustic ...
... breath , And feels its life in every limb , What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old , she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head . She had a rustic ...
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... breath be rude . Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot ! Though thou the waters warp , Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not . THE SPANISH ARMADA . - Macaulay . ATTEND , all ye ...
... breath be rude . Freeze , freeze , thou bitter sky , That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot ! Though thou the waters warp , Thy sting is not so sharp As friend remembered not . THE SPANISH ARMADA . - Macaulay . ATTEND , all ye ...
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... breath the blue wave to curl ! But , when the wind blows off the shore , Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar . Blow , breezes , blow ! the stream runs fast , The rapids are near , and the daylight's past ! Utawas tide ! this trembling ...
... breath the blue wave to curl ! But , when the wind blows off the shore , Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar . Blow , breezes , blow ! the stream runs fast , The rapids are near , and the daylight's past ! Utawas tide ! this trembling ...
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18 Cards ABOU BEN ADHEM battle beauty bells beneath bless blood bonnet of bonny bonny Dundee boys brave breast breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar Caldon-Low clouds cried crown dark dear death deep door earth Excelsior eyes fair falchion father fire flowers gallant gleam gone grave gray green gusset harp hath hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hill honourable King KING BRUCE ladies gay land light live lonely look lords and ladies loud maid Marmion Mary Mayenne morn mother Netherby never night o'er old Scottish cavalier peace poor Price 9d pride Ring rode rolling round rules sigh sing Skiddaw smile song sorrow soul sound sound of music spirit star Sums on 18 sweet tears tell thee There's thou thousand thunder trembling Twas voice waves weary weep wild wind
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42 ページ - It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes; 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
137 ページ - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
45 ページ - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined, from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come, Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind...
127 ページ - Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view...
115 ページ - O, woman ! in our hours of ease, \ Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
25 ページ - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon. Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
105 ページ - They parted — ne'er to meet again ! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining — They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder ; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
22 ページ - LAERTES' head. And these few precepts in thy memory See thou character. Give thy thoughts no tongue, Nor any unproportion'd thought his act. Be thou familiar, but by no means vulgar. The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel ; But do not dull thy palm with entertainment Of each new-hatch'd, unfledged comrade.
16 ページ - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true...
127 ページ - From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not : Like a highborn maiden In a palace tower, Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower...