Guy's learner's poetic task book, a selection from the modern British poets1849 |
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iii. oldal
... hours , is greater than would be many months ' use of them for reading in only . On this account , a cheap manual of sterling poetry , to be used principally as a Poetic Task Book , has hitherto been a desideratum in our schools ; which ...
... hours , is greater than would be many months ' use of them for reading in only . On this account , a cheap manual of sterling poetry , to be used principally as a Poetic Task Book , has hitherto been a desideratum in our schools ; which ...
v. oldal
... Hours The Past . - Once upon a time Sleep . Lachin y Gair . Love to Parents . The Savoyard's Return There are kind Hearts every where To the Cuckoo Night Look aloft . A Retrospective Review The Lapse of Time Angry Words . The Moonlight ...
... Hours The Past . - Once upon a time Sleep . Lachin y Gair . Love to Parents . The Savoyard's Return There are kind Hearts every where To the Cuckoo Night Look aloft . A Retrospective Review The Lapse of Time Angry Words . The Moonlight ...
vii. oldal
... Hour - glass Hymn written in India Evening Prayer The Evening Hymn The Burial Anthem PAGE Thomas Moore • 73 Joanna Baillie • . 74 Anon . 74 John Clare 76 Charlotte Smith 77 Coleridge Professor Longfellow . W. C. Bryant 77 78 79 80 ...
... Hour - glass Hymn written in India Evening Prayer The Evening Hymn The Burial Anthem PAGE Thomas Moore • 73 Joanna Baillie • . 74 Anon . 74 John Clare 76 Charlotte Smith 77 Coleridge Professor Longfellow . W. C. Bryant 77 78 79 80 ...
10. oldal
... hour ; While fresh from rest , I humbly seek Thy blessings for another week . Come , welcome Sabbath ! day of rest , With soft composure fill my breast : The world's vain thoughts be far away ; Let holy peace attend the day . See ...
... hour ; While fresh from rest , I humbly seek Thy blessings for another week . Come , welcome Sabbath ! day of rest , With soft composure fill my breast : The world's vain thoughts be far away ; Let holy peace attend the day . See ...
12. oldal
... hour : Reflection sweet , I prize thee most Where man so little has to boast ; No " storied urn , " no chisell❜d bust , Is here to mark the sleeping dust ; But verdant alders over head Hang drooping o'er the peaceful dead ; Yet still ...
... hour : Reflection sweet , I prize thee most Where man so little has to boast ; No " storied urn , " no chisell❜d bust , Is here to mark the sleeping dust ; But verdant alders over head Hang drooping o'er the peaceful dead ; Yet still ...
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Guy's Learner's Poetic Task Book, a Selection from the Modern British Poets Joseph Guy Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Angry words ANON beauty BERNARD BARTON birds bless blood and wine bloom brave breast breath breeze bright Brighter Hours brow charm cheek chime clouds dark Loch dead deep doth dream drooping dust e'en earth England's merry bells fading fears feel flowers gale glory glow grave green grief hath haunted ground hear heard heaven HENRY KIRKE WHITE holy Hope JOHN CLARE kind hearts Learn to labour leaves life's light Loch na Garr Look aloft Lord LORD BYRON morning N. P. WILLIS native Nature's ne'er never night pass'd peace POETIC TASK BOOK prayer provideth rest RIVER TRENT ROBERT GILFILLAN round scene shade sigh sing sleep smiling song sorrow soul stormy tempests blow sunshine sweet tears tears of thoughtful tell thee There's thine THOMAS HOOD thou thoughts toil tuning sweet vale W. C. BRYANT wave weary wild winds youth
Népszerű szakaszok
78. oldal - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
23. oldal - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood...
82. oldal - I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charm'd me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more.
84. oldal - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
46. oldal - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
46. oldal - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
53. oldal - 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 unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
22. oldal - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
64. oldal - The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
82. oldal - Twelve years have elapsed since I first took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade ! The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat...