A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets : with an IntrodJ.B. Ford, 1870 - 789 pagina's |
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Pagina 12
... tears , Yet patient to rebuke when justly given ; Obedient , easy to be reconciled , And meekly cheerful ; such wert thou , my child ! still by my side , Not willing to be left Haunting my walks , while summer - day was dying ; Nor ...
... tears , Yet patient to rebuke when justly given ; Obedient , easy to be reconciled , And meekly cheerful ; such wert thou , my child ! still by my side , Not willing to be left Haunting my walks , while summer - day was dying ; Nor ...
Pagina 15
... tears , These , these are things that may demand Dread memories for years . Sorrows I've had , severe ones , I will not think of now ; And calmly , midst my dear ones , Have wasted with dry brow ; But when thy fingers press And pat my ...
... tears , These , these are things that may demand Dread memories for years . Sorrows I've had , severe ones , I will not think of now ; And calmly , midst my dear ones , Have wasted with dry brow ; But when thy fingers press And pat my ...
Pagina 16
... tears start ! WILLIAM C. BENNETT . From out a balmy bosom Our bud of beauty grew ; It fed on smiles for sunshine , On tears for daintier dew : Aye nestling warm and tenderly , Our leaves of love were curled So close and close about our ...
... tears start ! WILLIAM C. BENNETT . From out a balmy bosom Our bud of beauty grew ; It fed on smiles for sunshine , On tears for daintier dew : Aye nestling warm and tenderly , Our leaves of love were curled So close and close about our ...
Pagina 17
... tears within . Is there a leaf that greenly grows Where summer meadows bloom , But gathereth the winter snows , And changeth to the hue of those , If lasting till they come ? Is there a word , or jest , or game , But time encrusteth ...
... tears within . Is there a leaf that greenly grows Where summer meadows bloom , But gathereth the winter snows , And changeth to the hue of those , If lasting till they come ? Is there a word , or jest , or game , But time encrusteth ...
Pagina 18
... tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son , Wretch even then , life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me , though unfelt , a kiss ; Perhaps a tear , if souls can weep in bliss- Ah , that maternal smile ! it ...
... tears I shed ? Hovered thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son , Wretch even then , life's journey just begun ? Perhaps thou gavest me , though unfelt , a kiss ; Perhaps a tear , if souls can weep in bliss- Ah , that maternal smile ! it ...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets William Cullen Bryant Volledige weergave - 1873 |
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ALEXANDER POPE ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes face fair fear flowers gentle glory gone grave green hair hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hill hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss lady land leaves light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise rest ROBERT BURNS rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD THOMAS MOORE thou art thought tree voice wave weary weep wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings