A Book of Famous VerseHoughton, Mifflin, 1892 - Počet stran: 244 |
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... grave . William Cowper . INFANT JOY " I HAVE no name ; I am but two days old . " - - " What shall I call thee ? " - " I happy am ; Joy is my name . " Sweet joy befall thee ! Pretty joy ! Sweet joy , but two days old . Sweet joy I call ...
... grave . William Cowper . INFANT JOY " I HAVE no name ; I am but two days old . " - - " What shall I call thee ? " - " I happy am ; Joy is my name . " Sweet joy befall thee ! Pretty joy ! Sweet joy , but two days old . Sweet joy I call ...
Strana 46
... graves : But all I hear Is the north wind drear , And all I see are the waves . The Northern Star Is set afar ! Set in the Baltic Sea : And the waves have spread The sandy bed That holds my Love from me . Unknown . " LIKE CRUSOE ...
... graves : But all I hear Is the north wind drear , And all I see are the waves . The Northern Star Is set afar ! Set in the Baltic Sea : And the waves have spread The sandy bed That holds my Love from me . Unknown . " LIKE CRUSOE ...
Strana 49
... Grave men there are by broad Santee , Grave men with hoary hairs , Their hearts are all with Marion , For Marion are their prayers . And lovely ladies greet our band With kindliest welcoming , With smiles like those of summer , And ...
... Grave men there are by broad Santee , Grave men with hoary hairs , Their hearts are all with Marion , For Marion are their prayers . And lovely ladies greet our band With kindliest welcoming , With smiles like those of summer , And ...
Strana 50
... more , How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard , rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes . Toiling , - rejoicing , sorrowing , Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begir , Each evening sees.
... more , How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard , rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes . Toiling , - rejoicing , sorrowing , Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begir , Each evening sees.
Strana 60
... grave , and oh ! The difference to me ! William Wordsworth . THREE LUCY years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said , “ A lovelier flower On earth was never sown : This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine , and I ...
... grave , and oh ! The difference to me ! William Wordsworth . THREE LUCY years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said , “ A lovelier flower On earth was never sown : This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine , and I ...
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Strana 74 - Her deck, once red with heroes' blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood, And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee;— The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea!
Strana 66 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold, And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, "When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Strana 37 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Strana 202 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Strana 122 - They groaned, they stirred, they all uprose, Nor spake, nor moved their eyes ; It had been strange, even in a dream, To have seen those dead men rise. The helmsman steered, the ship moved on ; Yet never a breeze...
Strana 110 - By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? 'The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide, And I am next of kin; The guests are met, the feast is set: May'st hear the merry din.' He holds him with his skinny hand, 'There was a ship,
Strana 206 - REQUIEM UNDER the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be, Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Strana 86 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Strana 120 - O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart, And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. The selfsame moment I could pray; And from my neck so free The Albatross fell off, and sank Like lead into the sea.
Strana 141 - Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view...