A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 1Fords, Howard & Hulbert, 1877 |
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Pagina xiii
... beauty's bloom 279 Song of Marion's Men Outward Bound 563 Thanatopsis Star of Bethlehem , The To a Waterfowl Publishers : D. Appleton & Co. , New York . BUCHANAN , ROBERT . Scotland , b . 1835- Princess Charlotte , The . 819 • Rhine ...
... beauty's bloom 279 Song of Marion's Men Outward Bound 563 Thanatopsis Star of Bethlehem , The To a Waterfowl Publishers : D. Appleton & Co. , New York . BUCHANAN , ROBERT . Scotland , b . 1835- Princess Charlotte , The . 819 • Rhine ...
Pagina xxiii
... beauty appears " PARSONS , THOMAS WILLIAM . Boston , Mass . , b . 1819 . The Groomsman to his Mistress PATMORE , COVENTRY . England , b . 1823 . Mistress , The Rose of the World , The Sly Thoughts . Sweet Meeting of Desires Wisdom PAYNE ...
... beauty appears " PARSONS , THOMAS WILLIAM . Boston , Mass . , b . 1819 . The Groomsman to his Mistress PATMORE , COVENTRY . England , b . 1823 . Mistress , The Rose of the World , The Sly Thoughts . Sweet Meeting of Desires Wisdom PAYNE ...
Pagina xxiv
... Beauty , A Roasted Sucking Pig 916 Tear , A. Venice QUARLES , FRANCIS . England , 1592-1644 . Delight in God . Wish , A 408 605 408 628 604 165 24 691 632 629 88 762 628 175 RONSARD , PIERRE . 323 Vanity of the World , The France , 1542 ...
... Beauty , A Roasted Sucking Pig 916 Tear , A. Venice QUARLES , FRANCIS . England , 1592-1644 . Delight in God . Wish , A 408 605 408 628 604 165 24 691 632 629 88 762 628 175 RONSARD , PIERRE . 323 Vanity of the World , The France , 1542 ...
Pagina xxvii
... Beauty Bird , To a · 120 235 411 464 TICKELL , THOMAS . 96 England , b . 1686 . 230 TAYLOR , TOM . England . Abraham Lincoln TENNANT , WILLIAM . Scotland , 1784-1858 . Ode to Peace TENNYSON , ALFRED . England , b . 1809 . Ask me no more ...
... Beauty Bird , To a · 120 235 411 464 TICKELL , THOMAS . 96 England , b . 1686 . 230 TAYLOR , TOM . England . Abraham Lincoln TENNANT , WILLIAM . Scotland , 1784-1858 . Ode to Peace TENNYSON , ALFRED . England , b . 1809 . Ask me no more ...
Pagina xxix
... beauty I demand ' " " 77 March John Davidson 859 Milton , To Music Katie Lee and Willie Grey 99 . Rainbow , The " Keep my memory green 728 " She was a phantom of delight ' King John and the Abbot of Canterbury 853 Kissing ' s no Sin ...
... beauty I demand ' " " 77 March John Davidson 859 Milton , To Music Katie Lee and Willie Grey 99 . Rainbow , The " Keep my memory green 728 " She was a phantom of delight ' King John and the Abbot of Canterbury 853 Kissing ' s no Sin ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ALFRED TENNYSON ALICE CARY angel beauty birds blessed bliss bosom boys breast breath bright brow Bryant cheek child cold dark dead dear death doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair father fear feet flowers forever gentle glory golden gone grace grave green hair hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven Heigh-ho hope hour JEAN INGELOW JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER kiss lero light lips live look Lord love thee love's lover maid morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er pain poems poet praise prayer ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK Robin Adair rose round SAMUEL LOVER shadows shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tell tender There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought voice weary weep WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind words youth
Populaire passages
Pagina 49 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
Pagina 425 - The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Pagina 301 - T^EAR no more the heat o' the sun -*- Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke; Care no more to clothe, and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust. Fear no more the...
Pagina 242 - Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Pagina 243 - Love thyself last ; cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Pagina 324 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Pagina 306 - 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.
Pagina 284 - Through the dear might of Him that walked the waves, Where, other groves and other streams along. With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Pagina 236 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
Pagina 236 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.