Friendship's Forget-me-notT. Nelson, 1849 - 243 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 34 találatból.
30. oldal
... green hill side , Far , far , from the haunts of men ; Till the dove's low moan Is heard alone ' Midst the shadowy branches o'er us thrown . And there , in the depths , dear Rosalind , Of that sweet sylvan scene , Will I weave a wreath ...
... green hill side , Far , far , from the haunts of men ; Till the dove's low moan Is heard alone ' Midst the shadowy branches o'er us thrown . And there , in the depths , dear Rosalind , Of that sweet sylvan scene , Will I weave a wreath ...
32. oldal
... green and cool ; And all her hope and all her pride Are in the village school . IIer soul , like the transparent air That robes the hills above , Though not of earth , encircles there All things with arms of love . And thus she walks ...
... green and cool ; And all her hope and all her pride Are in the village school . IIer soul , like the transparent air That robes the hills above , Though not of earth , encircles there All things with arms of love . And thus she walks ...
42. oldal
... green pastoral spot , And woodland nook , and dell , and river bank , In chains of adamant : next morn the flowers Lay on the icy earth , withered and dead , But the sweet sky , as if in gentle ruth For such fell ravage , veiled the sun ...
... green pastoral spot , And woodland nook , and dell , and river bank , In chains of adamant : next morn the flowers Lay on the icy earth , withered and dead , But the sweet sky , as if in gentle ruth For such fell ravage , veiled the sun ...
46. oldal
... green , Where flowers were sweet and wild , Where ne'er before her steps had been , The city's toiling child ; But even the glorious spring that shed Its sunshine o'er her now , Could ne'er restore the spring - time fled From that young ...
... green , Where flowers were sweet and wild , Where ne'er before her steps had been , The city's toiling child ; But even the glorious spring that shed Its sunshine o'er her now , Could ne'er restore the spring - time fled From that young ...
55. oldal
... ? Shall they dig a grave for me Under the green - wood tree ? Or on the wild heath , Where the wilder breath Of the storm doth blow ? Oh , no ! oh , no ! Shall they bury me in the Palace Tombs , Or Hope S Knowles My Grave Anon.
... ? Shall they dig a grave for me Under the green - wood tree ? Or on the wild heath , Where the wilder breath Of the storm doth blow ? Oh , no ! oh , no ! Shall they bury me in the Palace Tombs , Or Hope S Knowles My Grave Anon.
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amid ANON BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath blessed blest bloom boughs brave breast breath breeze bright brow calm CAPTAIN'S DAUGHTER charms child clouds dark daugh dead dear death deep doth dream dwell earth eyes faded thing fair fair Summer faith fame fancy flowers foam FORGET-ME-NOT FRANCES BROWN gaze gentle glad gleam glorious glory grave green hand happy hath heart heaven hope hour LADY land life's light linger lips living type lonely look Love's lyre MARY HOWITT memory morn mother ne'er neath night o'er pale Poet's river floweth rose round Rubezahl shade shadow shines sigh silent skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream summer sunshine sweet tears thee thine thou art thoughts THY DREAM tree voice vow to thee wake wandering Water sleeps wave weary weep WESTWOOD wild winds young youth
Népszerű szakaszok
102. oldal - Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present ! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time ; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labor and to wait.
105. oldal - Who, that surveys this span of earth we press, — This speck of life in time's great wilderness, This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas, The past, the future, two eternities ! — Would sully the bright spot, or leave it bare, When he might build him a proud temple there A name that long shall hallow all its space, And be each purer soul's high resting-place?
90. oldal - SLAVE'S DREAM Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried in the sand. Again, in the mist and shadow of sleep, He saw his Native Land.
239. oldal - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound...
110. oldal - When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear...
90. oldal - He saw once more his dark-eyed queen Among her children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand!— A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains, And, with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.
186. oldal - YES, the Year is growing old, And his eye is pale and bleared ! Death, with frosty hand and cold, Plucks the old man by the beard, Sorely, — sorely...
16. oldal - Oh, who shall lightly say that fame Is nothing but an empty name. When but for those our mighty dead All ages past a blank would be, Sunk in Oblivion's murky bed, A desert bare, a shipless sea?
108. oldal - Go, wing thy flight from star to star, From world to luminous world, as far As the universe spreads its flaming wall; Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years, One minute of heaven is worth them all...
102. oldal - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ; Let the dead past bury its dead ; Act, act in the living present, Heart within, and God o'erhead.