A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2William Cullen Bryant Fords, Howard, & Hulbert, 1895 - 1100 pagina's |
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Pagina 563
... cold , Returns to deck their hallowed mould , She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod . By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honor comes , a pilgrim gray , To ...
... cold , Returns to deck their hallowed mould , She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod . By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honor comes , a pilgrim gray , To ...
Pagina 567
... cold ; Wherefore men fight not as they fought In the brave days of old . Now while the three were tightening Their harness on their backs , The Consul was the foremost man To take in hand an axe ; And fathers , mixed with commons ...
... cold ; Wherefore men fight not as they fought In the brave days of old . Now while the three were tightening Their harness on their backs , The Consul was the foremost man To take in hand an axe ; And fathers , mixed with commons ...
Pagina 570
... cold north - winds blow , And the long howling of the wolves Is heard amidst the snow ; When round the lonely cottage Roars loud the tempest's din , And the good logs of Algidus Roar louder yet within ; When the oldest cask is opened ...
... cold north - winds blow , And the long howling of the wolves Is heard amidst the snow ; When round the lonely cottage Roars loud the tempest's din , And the good logs of Algidus Roar louder yet within ; When the oldest cask is opened ...
Pagina 571
... cold debate , If we should sacrifice our lives to honor , Or wear them out in servitude and chains . Rouse up , for shame ! our brothers of Pharsalia Point at their wounds , and cry aloud , " To battle ! " Great Pompey's shade complains ...
... cold debate , If we should sacrifice our lives to honor , Or wear them out in servitude and chains . Rouse up , for shame ! our brothers of Pharsalia Point at their wounds , and cry aloud , " To battle ! " Great Pompey's shade complains ...
Pagina 579
... cold , when my heart stills her motion , Green be thy fields , sweetest isle of the ocean ! And thy harp - striking bards sing aloud with devotion , - Erin mavourneen , Erin go bragh ! * THOMAS CAMPBELL . MY NATIVE LAND . Ir chanced to ...
... cold , when my heart stills her motion , Green be thy fields , sweetest isle of the ocean ! And thy harp - striking bards sing aloud with devotion , - Erin mavourneen , Erin go bragh ! * THOMAS CAMPBELL . MY NATIVE LAND . Ir chanced to ...
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Anne Hathaway beauty bells BEN JONSON beneath blood brave breast breath bright brow Cæsar clouds cried dark dead dear death Deborah Lee deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fame fear fell flowers gazed glory gold grace grave gray hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hills Hudibras JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER Julius Cæsar King lady land Lars Porsena laugh light lips live look Lord LORD BYRON loud Macbeth Merchant of Venice mind morning ne'er never nevermore night o'er Paradise Lost POPE pride proud quoth roar rock rose round SHAKESPEARE ship shore sigh silent sing sleep smile song soul sound spirit stars steed stood stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought turned voice wave wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings wonder