Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292 pages |
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... Birds Milton .. 100 Grahame 101 Burns 102 Campbell .. 104 King . 107 Longfellow . 108 Barbauld .. 110 Evening ...... .. Byron 112 The Happy Man Dryden 113 The Alp - hunter Bulwer ... 114 The Favour of Princes .. Shakspeare 116 Sunshine ...
... Birds Milton .. 100 Grahame 101 Burns 102 Campbell .. 104 King . 107 Longfellow . 108 Barbauld .. 110 Evening ...... .. Byron 112 The Happy Man Dryden 113 The Alp - hunter Bulwer ... 114 The Favour of Princes .. Shakspeare 116 Sunshine ...
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... Birds Wordsworth .. 224 Retirement .. Drummond . 225 The Shipwrecked Solitary's Song Kirke White 226 Moonlight Byron 228 Liberty Addison 230 To an Early Primrose Kirke White 231 The Bard ...... Gray .... 232 Hope Campbell .. 238 The ...
... Birds Wordsworth .. 224 Retirement .. Drummond . 225 The Shipwrecked Solitary's Song Kirke White 226 Moonlight Byron 228 Liberty Addison 230 To an Early Primrose Kirke White 231 The Bard ...... Gray .... 232 Hope Campbell .. 238 The ...
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... birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering in the wood To pull the flowers so gay , Starts - thy curious ... bird , thy bower 14.
... birds among the bowers . The schoolboy , wandering in the wood To pull the flowers so gay , Starts - thy curious ... bird , thy bower 14.
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Anne Bowman. WOLSEY'S ADVICE TO CROMWELL . Sweet bird , thy bower is ever green , Thy sky is ever clear , Thou hast no sorrow in thy song , No winter in thy year ! O ! could I fly , I'd fly with thee ; We'd make , with social wing , Our ...
Anne Bowman. WOLSEY'S ADVICE TO CROMWELL . Sweet bird , thy bower is ever green , Thy sky is ever clear , Thou hast no sorrow in thy song , No winter in thy year ! O ! could I fly , I'd fly with thee ; We'd make , with social wing , Our ...
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... , And round the hamlet - fanes ; Through glowing orchards forth they peep , Each from its nook of leaves ; And fearless there the lowly sleep , the bird beneath their eaves . THE WAR - HORSE . The free fair homes of 30.
... , And round the hamlet - fanes ; Through glowing orchards forth they peep , Each from its nook of leaves ; And fearless there the lowly sleep , the bird beneath their eaves . THE WAR - HORSE . The free fair homes of 30.
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aweary banners battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF WATERLOO beauty beneath billows birds blast blow bower breast breath bright brow busy bee clouds dark dead death deep dost doth dreadful earth eternal ETON COLLEGE eyes fair Father fear flowers forest gale gleam gloom glory glow grave green GRONGAR HILL hast hath hear heard heart heaven HERBERT KNOWLES hill hour LAKE REGILLUS land leaves light Lochiel lonely midnight moon morn mountains Nature's night nursling o'er painted banks pale plain pride proud purple rise rocks rolling round sculptured mountains seem'd shade sight sing skies sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spread spring star stock dove storm stream sweet tawny eagle tears tempest thee thine thou busy tree trembling twas vale vernal voice wave wild winds wings wood youth
Popular passages
Page 20 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Page 37 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 11 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Page 54 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day?
Page 77 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 15 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
Page 196 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 74 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day: The...
Page 192 - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : • Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Page 45 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee In a flood of day...