A Book of Famous VerseHoughton, Mifflin, 1892 - Počet stran: 1 |
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Strana viii
... LAND OF STORY BOOKS ALADDIN THE MERRY LARK A SPRING LILT JOCK OF HAZELDEAN CANADIAN BOAT SONG ROSE AYLMER ROSABELLE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER THE LASS OF LOCHROYAN · TO LUCASTA , ON GOING TO THE WARS . SONG • Longfellow . 95 Whittier ...
... LAND OF STORY BOOKS ALADDIN THE MERRY LARK A SPRING LILT JOCK OF HAZELDEAN CANADIAN BOAT SONG ROSE AYLMER ROSABELLE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER THE LASS OF LOCHROYAN · TO LUCASTA , ON GOING TO THE WARS . SONG • Longfellow . 95 Whittier ...
Strana 8
... land , A stormy sea before her , When , oh , too strong for human hand ! The tempest gather'd o'er her . And still they row'd amidst the roar Of waters fast prevailing : Lord Ullin reach'd that fatal shore , His wrath was changed to ...
... land , A stormy sea before her , When , oh , too strong for human hand ! The tempest gather'd o'er her . And still they row'd amidst the roar Of waters fast prevailing : Lord Ullin reach'd that fatal shore , His wrath was changed to ...
Strana 22
... land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf , On the rocks and the hard sea - sand . The breakers were right beneath her bows , She drifted , a dreary wreck , And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck . She ...
... land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf , On the rocks and the hard sea - sand . The breakers were right beneath her bows , She drifted , a dreary wreck , And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck . She ...
Strana 32
... land , Not tramped to mud yet by the million ! " Bird of to - day , thy songs are stale To his , my singer of all weathers , My Calderon , my nightingale , My Arab soul in Spanish feathers . " Ah , friend , these singers dead so long ...
... land , Not tramped to mud yet by the million ! " Bird of to - day , thy songs are stale To his , my singer of all weathers , My Calderon , my nightingale , My Arab soul in Spanish feathers . " Ah , friend , these singers dead so long ...
Strana 38
... land , Though the dark night is near . And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home , and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest . Thou ' rt gone , - -the abyss of heaven ...
... land , Though the dark night is near . And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home , and rest And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest . Thou ' rt gone , - -the abyss of heaven ...
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Strana 28 - It's a' to please my ain gudeman, There 's twa fat hens upo' the coop Been fed this month and mair; Mak haste and thraw their necks about, That Colin weel may fare; And spread the table neat and clean, Gar ilka thing look braw, For wha can tell how Colin fared When he was far awa'?