Words from the poets. Selected [by C.M. Vaughan] for the use of parochial schools and libraries1866 |
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viii. oldal
... of Shannon , when Sheelah was nigh Our bugles sang truce - for the night cloud had lowered . Pause not to dream of the future before us 36 248 232 16 213 86 88 82 237 Peace be around thee , wherever thou rov'st She dwelt viii Index .
... of Shannon , when Sheelah was nigh Our bugles sang truce - for the night cloud had lowered . Pause not to dream of the future before us 36 248 232 16 213 86 88 82 237 Peace be around thee , wherever thou rov'st She dwelt viii Index .
x. oldal
... clouds Voyager on life's troubled sea . We are all here We sat within the farm - house old We scatter seeds with careless hand We walked along , while bright and red Weep not for broad lands lost PAGE 68 307 75 96 154 165 315 249 128 ...
... clouds Voyager on life's troubled sea . We are all here We sat within the farm - house old We scatter seeds with careless hand We walked along , while bright and red Weep not for broad lands lost PAGE 68 307 75 96 154 165 315 249 128 ...
19. oldal
... clouds , That crowd away before the driving wind , More ardent as the disk emerges more , Resemble most some city in a blaze , Seen through the leafless wood . His slanting ray Slides ineffectual down the snowy vale , And , tinging all ...
... clouds , That crowd away before the driving wind , More ardent as the disk emerges more , Resemble most some city in a blaze , Seen through the leafless wood . His slanting ray Slides ineffectual down the snowy vale , And , tinging all ...
24. oldal
... clouds of spring , might lower , And utter now and then an awful voice , But had a blessing in its darkest frown , Threatening at once and nourishing the plant . We loved , but not enough , the gentle hand , That reared us . At a ...
... clouds of spring , might lower , And utter now and then an awful voice , But had a blessing in its darkest frown , Threatening at once and nourishing the plant . We loved , but not enough , the gentle hand , That reared us . At a ...
25. oldal
... cloud , and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below . Again the harmony comes o'er the vale ; And through the trees I view the embattled tower , Whence all the music . I again perceive The soothing influence of ...
... cloud , and white without a speck The dazzling splendour of the scene below . Again the harmony comes o'er the vale ; And through the trees I view the embattled tower , Whence all the music . I again perceive The soothing influence of ...
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art thou auld Robin Gray beneath Betty Betty Foy birds blessed bliss bowers breast breath bright child clouds dark daylight dies dead dear Dismal Swamp door Dora doth dream dreary earth Erin go bragh eyes fair Farewell father flowers glad glowing gone grave green grew grief happy hath hear heard heart heaven hill Idiot Boy Johnny leaves life's light live lonely Longfellow looked Mary mind moon morning mother never night numbers o'er ocean pain pass poor porringer Queen Reginald Heber rest river Dee Robin round Rule Britannia shade shining shore sigh silent sing sleep smiles snow song sorrow soul sound Susan sweet tears tell tempest Tennyson thee There's thine things thou thought toil trees Twas voice walked wandering wave weary weep wild wind words Wordsworth
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252. oldal - I REMEMBER. I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window, where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
56. oldal - We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow.
95. oldal - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
24. oldal - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place ; The white-wash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door ; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day...
75. oldal - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave...
151. oldal - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother: And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them with my mother.
210. oldal - For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day ? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again ? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; I listened, motionless and still ; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
43. oldal - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
88. oldal - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
152. oldal - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,