The senior poetical reader, for school and home use, with notes and biogr. notices of authors by P.R. JacksonP R Jackson 1882 |
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... hours ! Solemn , yet sweet , the church - bells ' chime Floats through their woods at morn ; All other sounds , in that still time , Of breeze and leaf are born . The cottage Homes of England ! By thousands on her plains , They are ...
... hours ! Solemn , yet sweet , the church - bells ' chime Floats through their woods at morn ; All other sounds , in that still time , Of breeze and leaf are born . The cottage Homes of England ! By thousands on her plains , They are ...
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... hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random * That the foe was sullenly firing . gun ・本 Slowly and sadly we laid him down , 30 From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line and we raised not a stone ...
... hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random * That the foe was sullenly firing . gun ・本 Slowly and sadly we laid him down , 30 From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line and we raised not a stone ...
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... hour be past . Go ! and rest to - morrow , Hunting in your dreams , While our skates are ringing O'er the frozen streams . Let the luscious * South wind * Breathe in lovers ' sighs , While the lazy gallants Bask in ladies ' eyes ...
... hour be past . Go ! and rest to - morrow , Hunting in your dreams , While our skates are ringing O'er the frozen streams . Let the luscious * South wind * Breathe in lovers ' sighs , While the lazy gallants Bask in ladies ' eyes ...
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... hour and hall , The fingers of a hand Came forth against the wall , And wrote as if on sand : IS 20 5 ΤΟ The fingers of a man ; - A solitary hand Along the letters ran , 15 And traced them like a wand . The monarch saw , and shook , And ...
... hour and hall , The fingers of a hand Came forth against the wall , And wrote as if on sand : IS 20 5 ΤΟ The fingers of a man ; - A solitary hand Along the letters ran , 15 And traced them like a wand . The monarch saw , and shook , And ...
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... hour and hall , The fingers of a hand Came forth against the wall , And wrote as if on sand : The fingers of a man A solitary hand Along the letters ran , And traced them like a wand . The monarch saw , and shook , And bade no more ...
... hour and hall , The fingers of a hand Came forth against the wall , And wrote as if on sand : The fingers of a man A solitary hand Along the letters ran , And traced them like a wand . The monarch saw , and shook , And bade no more ...
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Page 129 - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts ; I am no orator, as Brutus is: But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend : and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
Page 29 - So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar. He stayed not for brake and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none : But ere he alighted at Netherby gate The bride had consented, the gallant came late : For a laggard in love and a dastard in war Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Page 60 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Page 29 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 119 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Ay me, I fondly dream ! Had ye been there...
Page 73 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Page 36 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, "Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen.
Page 115 - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial current of the soul.
Page 59 - 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...
Page 114 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.