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... lips had language ! Life hath passed , Oh , young Lochinvar is come out of the west , Oh , where is the knight or the squire so bold , On Linden , when the sun was low , One morn a Peri at the gate , Our bugles sang truce , for the ...
... lips had language ! Life hath passed , Oh , young Lochinvar is come out of the west , Oh , where is the knight or the squire so bold , On Linden , when the sun was low , One morn a Peri at the gate , Our bugles sang truce , for the ...
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... lips and fangs * ran blood . Llewellyn gazed with wild surprise , Unused such looks to meet ; His favourite checked his joyful guise , And crouched * and licked his feet . Onward in haste Llewellyn passed , And on went Gelert too ; And ...
... lips and fangs * ran blood . Llewellyn gazed with wild surprise , Unused such looks to meet ; His favourite checked his joyful guise , And crouched * and licked his feet . Onward in haste Llewellyn passed , And on went Gelert too ; And ...
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... our voices . Had something strange , I could but mark ; The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark . 30 5 IO 15 20 25 30 Oft died the words upon our lips , As 16 THE SENIOR POETICAL READER . Longfellow, Longfellow,
... our voices . Had something strange , I could but mark ; The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark . 30 5 IO 15 20 25 30 Oft died the words upon our lips , As 16 THE SENIOR POETICAL READER . Longfellow, Longfellow,
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P R Jackson. 30 Oft died the words upon our lips , As suddenly from out the fire Built of the wreck of stranded * ships ... lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old . * and with ease . Hearth , the fireside . Ruddy light , the ...
P R Jackson. 30 Oft died the words upon our lips , As suddenly from out the fire Built of the wreck of stranded * ships ... lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old . * and with ease . Hearth , the fireside . Ruddy light , the ...
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... lips and a tear in her eye . He took her soft hand , ere her mother could bar , 30 " Now tread we a measure ! " said young Lochinvar . So stately his form , and so lovely her face , That never a hall such a galliard * did grace ; While ...
... lips and a tear in her eye . He took her soft hand , ere her mother could bar , 30 " Now tread we a measure ! " said young Lochinvar . So stately his form , and so lovely her face , That never a hall such a galliard * did grace ; While ...
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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.