English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1869 |
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... lives and safetyes all ; A woeful hunting once there did In Chevy - Chace befall . To drive the deere with hound and horne , Erle Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborne , The hunting of that day . The stout Erle of ...
... lives and safetyes all ; A woeful hunting once there did In Chevy - Chace befall . To drive the deere with hound and horne , Erle Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborne , The hunting of that day . The stout Erle of ...
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... their butchers be , And work their lives ' decaye : So that the pretty specche they had , Made murtherer's heart relent : And they that tooke the deed to do , Full sore they did repent . Yet one of them , more hard of heart Did 12.
... their butchers be , And work their lives ' decaye : So that the pretty specche they had , Made murtherer's heart relent : And they that tooke the deed to do , Full sore they did repent . Yet one of them , more hard of heart Did 12.
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... lives the Child of Elle , A young and comely knighte . The child of Elle to his garden went , And stood at his garden pale , When , lo ! he beheld fair Emmeline's page Come trippinge downe the dale . The Child of Elle he hyed him thence ...
... lives the Child of Elle , A young and comely knighte . The child of Elle to his garden went , And stood at his garden pale , When , lo ! he beheld fair Emmeline's page Come trippinge downe the dale . The Child of Elle he hyed him thence ...
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... live the king , And Gilpin long live he , And when he next doth ride abroad , May I be there to see ! COWPER . THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM . Ir was a summer evening 32.
... live the king , And Gilpin long live he , And when he next doth ride abroad , May I be there to see ! COWPER . THE BATTLE OF BLENHEIM . Ir was a summer evening 32.
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... live , To serve thee better than on this . Now , while I speak , be pleased to take A helpless child beneath thy care ; And condescend , for JESUS ' sake , To listen to my evening prayer . TAYLOR GOD'S OMNIPRESENCE . AMONG the deepest ...
... live , To serve thee better than on this . Now , while I speak , be pleased to take A helpless child beneath thy care ; And condescend , for JESUS ' sake , To listen to my evening prayer . TAYLOR GOD'S OMNIPRESENCE . AMONG the deepest ...
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63 ÆäÀÌÁö - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
89 ÆäÀÌÁö - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
152 ÆäÀÌÁö - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
136 ÆäÀÌÁö - From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains .Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
155 ÆäÀÌÁö - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
74 ÆäÀÌÁö - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
161 ÆäÀÌÁö - Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
136 ÆäÀÌÁö - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
169 ÆäÀÌÁö - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...