Poetry for Schools: Designed for Reading and Recitation : the Whole Selected from the Best Poets in the English LanguageW.E. Dean, 1842 - 348 oldal |
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... Dream , Campbell , 300 American Poetry , 301 Autumn Woods , Bryant , 301 ( 6 Song of the Stars , 304 " " Rizpah , 305 Agricultural Ode , Death of the Flowers , СС 307 " 6 308 Page 309 309 310 312 313 314 315 315 316 CONTENTS . xi.
... Dream , Campbell , 300 American Poetry , 301 Autumn Woods , Bryant , 301 ( 6 Song of the Stars , 304 " " Rizpah , 305 Agricultural Ode , Death of the Flowers , СС 307 " 6 308 Page 309 309 310 312 313 314 315 315 316 CONTENTS . xi.
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... Wood is a pretty ballad , and well known . The Eclogue is a narrative , or descriptive poem , meant to ex- hibit the particular manners of some few individuals in a country . The Eclogue is often a conversation . One of Collins ...
... Wood is a pretty ballad , and well known . The Eclogue is a narrative , or descriptive poem , meant to ex- hibit the particular manners of some few individuals in a country . The Eclogue is often a conversation . One of Collins ...
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... wood . In yonder gloomy grove outstretched he lay His lovely limbs upon the dampy clay ; On his cold cheek the rosy hue decayed And o'er his lips the deadly blue displayed : Bleating around him lie his plaintive sheep , And mourning ...
... wood . In yonder gloomy grove outstretched he lay His lovely limbs upon the dampy clay ; On his cold cheek the rosy hue decayed And o'er his lips the deadly blue displayed : Bleating around him lie his plaintive sheep , And mourning ...
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... wood , Land of the mountain and the flood , Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand ! " Personification is the investing of qualities , or things inanimate , with the ...
... wood , Land of the mountain and the flood , Land of my sires ! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand ! " Personification is the investing of qualities , or things inanimate , with the ...
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... Woods that wave o'er Delphi's steep , Isles that crown the Egean deep , Fields that cool Illysus laves , " have again breathed their inspiration , and the British name of Byron is now associated with the birth place of all the muses ...
... Woods that wave o'er Delphi's steep , Isles that crown the Egean deep , Fields that cool Illysus laves , " have again breathed their inspiration , and the British name of Byron is now associated with the birth place of all the muses ...
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248. oldal - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms, — the day Battle's...
31. oldal - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
56. oldal - All the images of nature were still present to him, and he drew them not laboriously, but luckily : when he describes any thing, you more than see it, you feel it too. Those who accuse him to have wanted learning, give him the greater commendation : he was naturally learned ; he needed not the spectacles of books to read nature ; he looked inwards, and found her there.
247. oldal - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
300. oldal - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
248. oldal - Gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard ; and heard, too, have her Saxon foes : — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears...
48. oldal - Eugh, obedient to the benders will ; The Birch for shaftes ; the Sallow for the mill ; The Mirrhe sweete-bleeding in the bitter wound ; The warlike Beech ; the Ash for nothing ill ; The fruitful! Olive ; and the Platane round ; The carver Holme ; the Maple seeldom inward sound.
248. oldal - ... 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!
300. oldal - By the wolf-scaring faggot that guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet Vision I saw; And thrice ere the morning I dreamt it again.
84. oldal - Henceforth I learn that to obey is best, And love with fear the only God, to walk As in his presence, ever to observe His providence, and on him sole depend...