Bachelor Ballads: Being Certain of the Masterpieces of Verse; Wherein is Set Forth the Sentiment of Good Fellowship; Set to Pictures |
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76. oldal
We spake of many a vanished scene , Of what we once had thought and said , Of what had been , and might have been , And who was changed , and who was dead ; And all that fills the hearts of friends , When first they feel , with secret ...
We spake of many a vanished scene , Of what we once had thought and said , Of what had been , and might have been , And who was changed , and who was dead ; And all that fills the hearts of friends , When first they feel , with secret ...
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Bachelor Ballads: Being Certain of the Masterpieces of Verse; Wherein Is Set ... Blanche McManus Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
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answer auld lang syne Bacchus Bouillabaisse bowl boys bring cane-bottom'd chair cigar d'ye think dead dear Drink dull earth ends express eyes face fair fear fifty fire flame flowers follow forever forms friends give glass gone green grow hand head hear heart HENRY Here's hope hunting John Barleycorn kindness ladies gay lass leave light live looks lords and ladies Maggie maid mind morn mountain Ne'er never night o'er Old friends old tree pass piping prove rich rise round seat Secrets silent sing smile song sort soul sound Spirits sport surely sweet talk thee thou thought thrown to-night toast true turn voices Waken wife wind wine wreathe youth
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154. oldal - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings ; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things : — We murder to dissect.
49. oldal - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
138. oldal - Diamonds on the brake are gleaming; And foresters have busy been To track the buck in thicket green; Now we come to chant our lay, "Waken, lords and ladies gay!
137. oldal - Hounds are in their couples yelling, Hawks are whistling, horns are knelling, Merrily, merrily, mingle they, "Waken, lords and ladies gay.
153. oldal - tis a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark, how blithe the throstle sings ! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher.
75. oldal - WE sat within the farm-house old, Whose windows, looking o'er the bay, Gave to the sea-breeze damp and cold An easy entrance, night and day. Not far away we saw the port, The strange, old-fashioned, silent town, The lighthouse, the dismantled fort, The wooden houses, quaint and brown.
34. oldal - I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass. Here's to the charmer whose dimples we prize; Now to the maid who has none, sir: Here's to the girl with a pair of blue eyes, And here's to the nymph with but one, sir.
112. oldal - Would do anything but die, And but seek to extend my days Long enough to sing thy praise. But, as she who once hath been A king's consort, is a queen Ever after, nor will bate Any...
11. oldal - CHRISTMAS is here ; Winds whistle shrill, Icy and chill, Little care we ; Little we fear Weather without, Sheltered about The Mahogany Tree. Once on the boughs Birds of rare plume Sang, in its bloom ; Night-birds are we ; Here we carouse, Singing, like them, Perched round the stem Of the jolly old tree.
21. oldal - Open the old cigar-box — let me consider anew — Old friends, and who is Maggie that I should abandon you ? A million surplus Maggies are willing to bear the yoke; And a woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a Smoke.