The Royal Gallery of Poetry and Art: An Illustrated Book of the Favorite Poetic Gems of the English Language : the Choicest Productions of Authors, Living and Dead, for the Uncrowned Kings and Queens of American HomesN.D. Thompson Publishing Company, 1886 - 19 oldal |
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... Dream Love is Enough • The Cotter's Saturday Night . Make Home - Life Beautiful Songs of Seven . If Thou Wert by My Side PAGE . Thomas Moore 46 Ella Wheeler 46 Reginald Heber 47 23 Pain of Love 24 Bonnie Mary · The Old Oaken Bucket ...
... Dream Love is Enough • The Cotter's Saturday Night . Make Home - Life Beautiful Songs of Seven . If Thou Wert by My Side PAGE . Thomas Moore 46 Ella Wheeler 46 Reginald Heber 47 23 Pain of Love 24 Bonnie Mary · The Old Oaken Bucket ...
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... Dream Ring Out , Wild Bels The Moneyless Man • · • . . This World is all a Fleeting Show Thos . Moore 459 The Other World A Better World Ministry of Angels · • Harriet Beecher Stowe 460 " Father , Take My Hand " Ripe Grain Nearer Home ...
... Dream Ring Out , Wild Bels The Moneyless Man • · • . . This World is all a Fleeting Show Thos . Moore 459 The Other World A Better World Ministry of Angels · • Harriet Beecher Stowe 460 " Father , Take My Hand " Ripe Grain Nearer Home ...
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... dream : " 66 To hear the harmony that is in immortal souls . " We are so immersed in the life of the senses , so cheated by the shows of things , occupied by greetings in the market - place , trifles in the street , fashions of dress ...
... dream : " 66 To hear the harmony that is in immortal souls . " We are so immersed in the life of the senses , so cheated by the shows of things , occupied by greetings in the market - place , trifles in the street , fashions of dress ...
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... dream And joys and woes roll back like a tide In that little low hut by the river's side . My mother - alone by the river's side She waits for the flood of the heavenly tide , And the voice that shall thrill her heart with its call To ...
... dream And joys and woes roll back like a tide In that little low hut by the river's side . My mother - alone by the river's side She waits for the flood of the heavenly tide , And the voice that shall thrill her heart with its call To ...
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... dreaming . E. HANNAFORD . H USH ! my dear , lie still , and slumber , Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head . Sleep , my babe ; thy food and raiment , House and home thy friends provide ...
... dreaming . E. HANNAFORD . H USH ! my dear , lie still , and slumber , Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head . Sleep , my babe ; thy food and raiment , House and home thy friends provide ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beauty behold beneath birds blessed bloom blow blue bosom boughs breast breath breeze bright brow clouds dark dead dear deep delight dream earth eyes fair feet FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS flowers forest forever gleam glory grass grave green hame hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills hour kiss land light lips live lonely look LORD BYRON moon morning mountain ne'er never night o'er PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY river ROBERT BURNS rock rose round SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade shadow shine shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spring stars storm stream summer sweet tears thee thine thou thought trees voice waves weary wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings wood young youth
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236. oldal - And there was mounting in hot haste - the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the Morning Star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe ! They come ! They come...
447. oldal - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
301. oldal - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
163. oldal - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
447. oldal - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
87. oldal - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
487. oldal - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady ! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...
509. oldal - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
42. oldal - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
490. oldal - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.