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. oldal
... leaf . Bryant . 99 Airs , that wander and murmur round ' Tis sweet in the green spring • Akenside . O fair and goodly star , upon the brow of night As I was walking all alane 99 Armstrong . Far in the horrid realms of winter , where As ...
... leaf . Bryant . 99 Airs , that wander and murmur round ' Tis sweet in the green spring • Akenside . O fair and goodly star , upon the brow of night As I was walking all alane 99 Armstrong . Far in the horrid realms of winter , where As ...
32. oldal
... leaves the joyous birds conspire . And now the taller sons , whom Titan warms , of unshorn mountains , blown with easy winds , dandled the morning's childhood in their arms , and , if they chanced to slip the prouder pines , the under ...
... leaves the joyous birds conspire . And now the taller sons , whom Titan warms , of unshorn mountains , blown with easy winds , dandled the morning's childhood in their arms , and , if they chanced to slip the prouder pines , the under ...
42. oldal
... leaves of trees : so when this war , which tempest - like doth spoil our salt , our corn , our honey , wine and oil , falls to a temper , and doth mildly cast his inconsiderate frenzy off at last , the gentle dove may , when these ...
... leaves of trees : so when this war , which tempest - like doth spoil our salt , our corn , our honey , wine and oil , falls to a temper , and doth mildly cast his inconsiderate frenzy off at last , the gentle dove may , when these ...
52. oldal
... leaf must fill : thoughts come as pure as light , pure as e'en you require ; but oh ! each word I write love turns to fire . Yet let me keep the book ; oft shall my heart renew , when on its leaves I look , dear thoughts of you : like ...
... leaf must fill : thoughts come as pure as light , pure as e'en you require ; but oh ! each word I write love turns to fire . Yet let me keep the book ; oft shall my heart renew , when on its leaves I look , dear thoughts of you : like ...
60. oldal
... leaves , hath passed away , Since first that music touched thy heart and mine , how many a joy and pain o'er both have past , — the joy , a light too precious long to shine , the pain , a cloud whose shadows always last . And though ...
... leaves , hath passed away , Since first that music touched thy heart and mine , how many a joy and pain o'er both have past , — the joy , a light too precious long to shine , the pain , a cloud whose shadows always last . And though ...
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adhuc Amor ARITHMETIC Assistant Master ASTRONOMY BALFOUR STEWART BEGINNERS BOARD CHRONICLE BOOK cæli Cambridge CHEMISTRY CLASS-BOOK Clifton College cloth CONIC SECTIONS COPY-BOOKS Crown 8vo cuncta decus doth ELEMENTARY TREATISE English Eton College Extra fcap Fellow and Tutor Fellow of St Fellow of Trinity flower FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE gaudia GEOMETRY Globe 8vo GRAMMAR GREEK Head Master HISTORY hora Introduction J. P. MAHAFFY JOHN E. B. MAYOR JOHN RICHARD GREEN John's College jubar King's College late Fellow LATIN Lecturer LESSONS LITERATURE LL.D London M.A. Crown 8vo M.A. New Edition Manchester MANUAL Maps Mathematical mihi murmur Notes numerous Examples numerous Illustrations o'er Owens College Oxford preparation PRIMER procul Prof Professor quæ quam quod R. C. JEBB revised and enlarged ROSCOE Royal School Science Second Edition SERIES shine somno super thee thou art tibi TODHUNTER Translated TRIGONOMETRY Trinity College umbra University of Glasgow vitæ Vocabulary
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124. oldal - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
14. oldal - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires: As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts, and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires:— Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
58. oldal - Happy the man*, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
86. oldal - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
10. oldal - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
4. oldal - In forest, brake or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a State; And sovereign law, that State's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress, crowning good, repressing ill.
6. oldal - In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new slain knight; And naebody kens that he lies there, But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair. "His hound is to the hunting gane, His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame, His lady's ta'en another mate, So we may mak our dinner sweet.
45. oldal - JOHNSON'S LIVES OF THE POETS. The Six Chief Lives (Milton, Dryden, Swift, A'ddison, Pope, Gray), with Macaulay's "Life of Johnson.
42. oldal - A GENERAL SURVEY OF THE HISTORY OF THE CANON OF THE NEW TESTAMENT DURING THE fIRST FOUR CENTURIES. Fourth Edition. With Preface on "Supernatural Religion.
102. oldal - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light ; You common people of the skies ; What are you when the moon shall rise?