The Children's Garland: From the Best PoetsCoventry Patmore Macmillan, 1862 - 344 ページ |
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... young Lochinvar is come out of the West Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray . Oh , hear a pensive prisoner's prayer Oh , to be in England . Oh ! what's the matter ? what's the matter Old stories tell how Hercules On his morning rounds the ...
... young Lochinvar is come out of the West Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray . Oh , hear a pensive prisoner's prayer Oh , to be in England . Oh ! what's the matter ? what's the matter Old stories tell how Hercules On his morning rounds the ...
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... young man cried 173 You beauteous ladies great and small 277 You spotted snakes with double tongue 257 Young Henry was as brave a youth . 183 The Children's Garland from the Best Poets I THE CHILD Index xi.
... young man cried 173 You beauteous ladies great and small 277 You spotted snakes with double tongue 257 Young Henry was as brave a youth . 183 The Children's Garland from the Best Poets I THE CHILD Index xi.
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... young man ? ' ' I have been to the wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary with hunting , and fain would lie down . ' ' Where got ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? Where got ye your dinner , my handsome young man ? ' ' I ...
... young man ? ' ' I have been to the wood ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary with hunting , and fain would lie down . ' ' Where got ye your dinner , Lord Randal , my son ? Where got ye your dinner , my handsome young man ? ' ' I ...
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... young man ? ' ' I got eels boil'd in broth ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary with hunting , and fain would lie down . ' ' And where are your bloodhounds , Lord Randal , my son ? And where are your bloodhounds , my handsome young ...
... young man ? ' ' I got eels boil'd in broth ; mother , make my bed soon , For I'm weary with hunting , and fain would lie down . ' ' And where are your bloodhounds , Lord Randal , my son ? And where are your bloodhounds , my handsome young ...
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... young Take flight , and thou art free to roam , When withered is the guardian flower , And empty thy late home , Think how ye prospered , thou and thine , Amid the unviolated grove , Housed near the growing primrose tuft In foresight ...
... young Take flight , and thou art free to roam , When withered is the guardian flower , And empty thy late home , Think how ye prospered , thou and thine , Amid the unviolated grove , Housed near the growing primrose tuft In foresight ...
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340 ページ - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
159 ページ - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
328 ページ - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
67 ページ - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company!— To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
64 ページ - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
261 ページ - Her waggon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams...
191 ページ - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
328 ページ - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail, And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances uplifted, the trumpet unblown.
58 ページ - He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will.
194 ページ - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.