The senior poetical reader, for school and home use, with notes and biogr. notices of authors by P.R. JacksonP R Jackson 1882 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 11 találatból.
10. oldal
... breath ; Oh , lead me , wheresoe'er I go , Through this day's life or death ; This day be bread and peace my All else beneath the sun , lot : Thou know'st if best bestowed or not , And let Thy will be done . To Thee , whose temple is ...
... breath ; Oh , lead me , wheresoe'er I go , Through this day's life or death ; This day be bread and peace my All else beneath the sun , lot : Thou know'st if best bestowed or not , And let Thy will be done . To Thee , whose temple is ...
25. oldal
... breath * Is but a suburb of the life Elysian , * Whose portal * we call Death . In that great cloister's * stillness and seclusion , By guardian angels led , Safe from temptation , safe from sin's pollution , * She lives , whom we call ...
... breath * Is but a suburb of the life Elysian , * Whose portal * we call Death . In that great cloister's * stillness and seclusion , By guardian angels led , Safe from temptation , safe from sin's pollution , * She lives , whom we call ...
28. oldal
... breath of his pride ; Surf , the foam of the And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf , 15 And cold as the spray of the rock - beating surf . * waves . Distorted , twisted out of the regular or natu- ral shape , deformed . Mail ...
... breath of his pride ; Surf , the foam of the And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf , 15 And cold as the spray of the rock - beating surf . * waves . Distorted , twisted out of the regular or natu- ral shape , deformed . Mail ...
40. oldal
... breath , And sore against his will , Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still . The calender , amazed to see His neighbour in such trim , * Laid down his pipe , flew to the gate , * And thus accosted him : - 160 ...
... breath , And sore against his will , Till at his friend the calender's His horse at last stood still . The calender , amazed to see His neighbour in such trim , * Laid down his pipe , flew to the gate , * And thus accosted him : - 160 ...
71. oldal
... breath ? Tell me , my soul , can this be - death ? The world recedes ! * it disappears ! Heaven opens to my eyes ! -my ears With sounds seraphic * _ring ! Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O ...
... breath ? Tell me , my soul , can this be - death ? The world recedes ! * it disappears ! Heaven opens to my eyes ! -my ears With sounds seraphic * _ring ! Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy victory ? O ...
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Népszerű szakaszok
129. oldal - And will, no doubt, with reasons answer you. I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts ; I am no orator, as Brutus is: But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man, That love my friend : and that they know full well That gave me public leave to speak of him.
29. oldal - So faithful in love and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar. 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.
60. oldal - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
29. oldal - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
119. oldal - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Ay me, I fondly dream ! Had ye been there...
73. oldal - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
36. oldal - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, "Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen.
115. oldal - But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage And froze the genial current of the soul.
59. oldal - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl...
114. oldal - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn. Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.