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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7. oldal
... bright array , In that delightful land which is washed by the Delaware's waters , I sprang to the stirrup , and Joris , and he , It is growing dark ! yet one line more , It is not growing like a tree , It was a summer's evening , It was ...
... bright array , In that delightful land which is washed by the Delaware's waters , I sprang to the stirrup , and Joris , and he , It is growing dark ! yet one line more , It is not growing like a tree , It was a summer's evening , It was ...
14. oldal
... bright- ness . Still firm the hunter stood , Although his heart beat high ; Again the creature stopp'd , * And gazed with wondering eye . The hunter met his gaze , Nor yet an inch gave way ; 45 50 The bear turn'd slowly round , And ...
... bright- ness . Still firm the hunter stood , Although his heart beat high ; Again the creature stopp'd , * And gazed with wondering eye . The hunter met his gaze , Nor yet an inch gave way ; 45 50 The bear turn'd slowly round , And ...
15. oldal
... bright hair : He never smiled again ! 20 He sat where festal bowls went round , He heard the minstrels * sing , He saw the tourney's * victor crowned Amidst the knightly ring : A murmur of the restless deep Was blent * with every strain ...
... bright hair : He never smiled again ! 20 He sat where festal bowls went round , He heard the minstrels * sing , He saw the tourney's * victor crowned Amidst the knightly ring : A murmur of the restless deep Was blent * with every strain ...
16. oldal
P R Jackson. Graves which true love had bathed with tears Were left to Heaven's bright rain ; He , Henry I. , who died in 1135 . Fresh hopes were born for other years : He never smiled again ! 30 THE FIRE OF DRIFT - WOOD . Longfellow ...
P R Jackson. Graves which true love had bathed with tears Were left to Heaven's bright rain ; He , Henry I. , who died in 1135 . Fresh hopes were born for other years : He never smiled again ! 30 THE FIRE OF DRIFT - WOOD . Longfellow ...
17. oldal
... bright- ness . Dismasted , ships whose masts had been torn away by the storm . Hail , to call to at a distance . Beach , the shore of the sea . Gusty , stormy , tem- pestuous . Bickering , to burn with an unsteady light . Vaguely ...
... bright- ness . Dismasted , ships whose masts had been torn away by the storm . Hail , to call to at a distance . Beach , the shore of the sea . Gusty , stormy , tem- pestuous . Bickering , to burn with an unsteady light . Vaguely ...
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ancient Barbara Fritchie battle beautiful bells beneath blood born brave breath bright Cæsar Chief poems child clouds dark dead dear death deep drum earth Eton College eyes father fear fell fire flag flowers gallant gazed Gelert Gilpin gleam golden grave green hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hills hoary hold ships horse Inchcape Inchcape Rock Ivy green John Gilpin king land Lars Porsena laugh light Lily lips living Lochinvar look Lord Marmion Medes morning mother mountain Netherby never night noble o'er pale passed poet Prince of Condé quoth river roar rocks round Samian wine Satraps Scotland Selkirkshire ship shore Singing smile snow soldiers song sorrow soul sound stars steed Stonewall Jackson stood storm sweet tears tell thee throne tide town Trainband Twas voice waves ween whirl wild wind ΙΟ
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.