Folk SongsJohn Williamson Palmer Charles Scribner, 1861 - 466 pagina's |
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Pagina xii
... met , LOVE ... All thoughts , all passions , all delights , LADY ANN BOTHWELL'S LAMENT Balow , my babe , ly stil and sleipe ! LITTLE AND GREAT A traveller , through a dusty road , HOW STANDS THE GLASS AROUND ? · ..HUNT . .COLERIDGE ...
... met , LOVE ... All thoughts , all passions , all delights , LADY ANN BOTHWELL'S LAMENT Balow , my babe , ly stil and sleipe ! LITTLE AND GREAT A traveller , through a dusty road , HOW STANDS THE GLASS AROUND ? · ..HUNT . .COLERIDGE ...
Pagina xx
... meet ' neath the sounding rafter , A PETITION TO TIME . PROCTER 235 Touch us gently , Time ! THE FIRST SNOW - FALL JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL 236 The snow had begun in the gloaming , WESTWOOD LITTLE BELL · Piped the blackbird on the beechwood ...
... meet ' neath the sounding rafter , A PETITION TO TIME . PROCTER 235 Touch us gently , Time ! THE FIRST SNOW - FALL JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL 236 The snow had begun in the gloaming , WESTWOOD LITTLE BELL · Piped the blackbird on the beechwood ...
Pagina 32
... loved sae blindly , Never met- —or never parted , We had ne'er been broken - hearted . THE MARINER'S WIFE . Fare thee weel , thou first 32 FAREWELL TO NANCY Leland and Palmer's Translation BURNS Ae fond kiss - and then we sever! MICKLE.
... loved sae blindly , Never met- —or never parted , We had ne'er been broken - hearted . THE MARINER'S WIFE . Fare thee weel , thou first 32 FAREWELL TO NANCY Leland and Palmer's Translation BURNS Ae fond kiss - and then we sever! MICKLE.
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... I'm blest aboon the lave . And will I see his face again ? And will I hear him speak ? I'm downright dizzy with the thought : In troth I'm like to greet . WILLIAM JULIUS MICKLE . JENNY KISSED ME . JENNY kissed me when we met 35.
... I'm blest aboon the lave . And will I see his face again ? And will I hear him speak ? I'm downright dizzy with the thought : In troth I'm like to greet . WILLIAM JULIUS MICKLE . JENNY KISSED ME . JENNY kissed me when we met 35.
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... m weary , say I'm sad ; Say that health and wealth have missed me ; Say I'm growing old , but add , Jenny kissed me ! LEIGH HUNT . LOVE . ALL thoughts , all passions , all delights. 36 JENNY KISSED Jenny kissed me when we met, LOVE.
... m weary , say I'm sad ; Say that health and wealth have missed me ; Say I'm growing old , but add , Jenny kissed me ! LEIGH HUNT . LOVE . ALL thoughts , all passions , all delights. 36 JENNY KISSED Jenny kissed me when we met, LOVE.
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ALFRED TENNYSON angels Annabel Lee beautiful bells beneath bird blessed Bobbett bonnie bosom boys breast breath bride bright brow cave of silver cheek cold d'ye dead dear Death deep door doth dream EUGENE ARAM eyes face fair fear feet flowers friends grave grief hair hand hath head hear heart Heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Hurrah kiss land lassie light lips live look maiden Mary MAUD MULLER merry morning ne'er never Nevermore night o'er pale raven river river Lee ROBERT HERRICK rose round sailor Shandon shine sighs silent sing SIR PATRICK SPENS sleep smile snow soft SONG sorrow soul spirit stars Summer sweet SYDNEY DOBELL tears tell thee There's thine THOMAS HOOD thou thought tree Twas wander weary weel weep wild Willie wind YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY young
Populaire passages
Pagina 168 - 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.
Pagina 243 - ... where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away! I remember, I remember, The roses, red and white, The violets, and the lily-cups, Those flowers made of light! The lilacs where the robin built, And where my brother set The laburnum on his birth-day,— The tree is living yet!
Pagina 172 - Stitch — stitch — stitch — In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt! "But why do I talk of Death? That phantom of grisly bone. I hardly fear his terrible shape, It seems so like my own — It seems so like my own, Because of the fasts I keep; O God!
Pagina 60 - Love, by harsh evidence, Thrown from its eminence; Even God's providence Seeming estranged. Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement, She stood, with amazement, Houseless by night. The bleak wind of March Made her tremble and shiver; But not the dark arch, Or the black flowing river; Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled — Anywhere, anywhere Out of the world!
Pagina 181 - Forward, the Light Brigade ! Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade...
Pagina 89 - That moss-covered vessel I hail as a treasure; For often at noon, when returned from the field, I found it the source of an exquisite pleasure, The purest and sweetest that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it with hands that were glowing! And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness it rose from the well; The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, arose from the well.
Pagina 262 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
Pagina 302 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust, and door ; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Pagina 163 - With coral clasps and amber studs : And if these pleasures may thee move, Come live with me and be my love...
Pagina 308 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.