A New Library of Poetry and Song, 1. kötetFords, Howard & Hulbert, 1877 |
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iv. oldal
... feeling - has been carefully kept in view , both in the selection and the arrangement of its contents . So that , in all senses , the realization of its significant title has been an objective point . In pursuance of this plan , the ...
... feeling - has been carefully kept in view , both in the selection and the arrangement of its contents . So that , in all senses , the realization of its significant title has been an objective point . In pursuance of this plan , the ...
xxix. oldal
... feel what I have felt " " 858 494 Good bye • 183 Go to thy rest , fair child 271 Grief for the Dead 260 Guy Fawkes 867 Hallo , my Fancy 748 Helvellyn . " Highland Girl of Inversnaid , To the Harry Ashland , one my lovers " Humility 38 ...
... feel what I have felt " " 858 494 Good bye • 183 Go to thy rest , fair child 271 Grief for the Dead 260 Guy Fawkes 867 Hallo , my Fancy 748 Helvellyn . " Highland Girl of Inversnaid , To the Harry Ashland , one my lovers " Humility 38 ...
l. oldal
... feel obliged to certify the fact from their personal knowledge of himself and his family , as well as his literary improvement and extraordinary talents . They would premise that they do not come uncalled be- fore the public to bear ...
... feel obliged to certify the fact from their personal knowledge of himself and his family , as well as his literary improvement and extraordinary talents . They would premise that they do not come uncalled be- fore the public to bear ...
lxxi. oldal
... feeling , either in his public utterances or in his private talk . At the proper time Mr. Bryant took his seat on the platform - for he had been standing or seated under the welcome shade of adjoining eims - and presently he proceeded ...
... feeling , either in his public utterances or in his private talk . At the proper time Mr. Bryant took his seat on the platform - for he had been standing or seated under the welcome shade of adjoining eims - and presently he proceeded ...
lxxii. oldal
... feeling , and for the first time in his public addresses , so far as I am aware , he hesitated and showed some difficulty in finding his place in the printed slip which was spread before him , and in proceeding with his remarks . During ...
... feeling , and for the first time in his public addresses , so far as I am aware , he hesitated and showed some difficulty in finding his place in the printed slip which was spread before him , and in proceeding with his remarks . During ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON ALICE CARY angel beauty birds blessed bliss bosom boys breast breath bright brow Bryant cheek child cold dark dead dear death doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair father fear feet flowers forever gentle glory golden gone grace grave green hair hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Heigh-ho hope hour JEAN INGELOW JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER kiss lero light lips live look Lord love thee love's lover maid morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er pain poems poet praise prayer ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK Robin Adair rose round SAMUEL LOVER shadows shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tell tender There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought voice weary weep WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind words youth
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49. oldal - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
425. oldal - The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
301. oldal - T^EAR no more the heat o' the sun -*- Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the...
242. oldal - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
243. oldal - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
324. oldal - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
306. oldal - 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.
284. oldal - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along. With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
236. oldal - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
236. oldal - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.