Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... father wept over " The Beggar Man , " and enjoyed the mingled humour and pathos of the " Mouse's Petition , " repeats with delight the bold lyrics of Camp- bell , or aspires to emulate the glorious lays of Macaulay . The 19th century ...
... father wept over " The Beggar Man , " and enjoyed the mingled humour and pathos of the " Mouse's Petition , " repeats with delight the bold lyrics of Camp- bell , or aspires to emulate the glorious lays of Macaulay . The 19th century ...
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... Father William , " the young man cried , " The few locks that are left you are gray ; You are hale , Father William , a hearty old man : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " In the days of my youth , " Father William replied , " I ...
... Father William , " the young man cried , " The few locks that are left you are gray ; You are hale , Father William , a hearty old man : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " In the days of my youth , " Father William replied , " I ...
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Anne Bowman. " You are old , Father William , " the young man cried , " And life must be hastening away ; You are cheerful , and love to converse upon death : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " I am cheerful , young man , " Father ...
Anne Bowman. " You are old , Father William , " the young man cried , " And life must be hastening away ; You are cheerful , and love to converse upon death : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " I am cheerful , young man , " Father ...
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... fathers Shall start from every wave ; For the deck it was their field of fame , And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow , As ye sweep through the deep , While the stormy winds do blow ...
... fathers Shall start from every wave ; For the deck it was their field of fame , And ocean was their grave ; Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow , As ye sweep through the deep , While the stormy winds do blow ...
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... fathers , though no mangrove here O'er thy blue streams her flexile branches rear , Nor scaly palm her finger'd scions shoot , Nor luscious guava wave her yellow fruit , Nor golden apples glimmer from the tree ; Land of dark heaths and ...
... fathers , though no mangrove here O'er thy blue streams her flexile branches rear , Nor scaly palm her finger'd scions shoot , Nor luscious guava wave her yellow fruit , Nor golden apples glimmer from the tree ; Land of dark heaths and ...
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20 ÆäÀÌÁö - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
37 ÆäÀÌÁö - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
11 ÆäÀÌÁö - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
54 ÆäÀÌÁö - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day?
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
196 ÆäÀÌÁö - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
74 ÆäÀÌÁö - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day: The...
192 ÆäÀÌÁö - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : • Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee In a flood of day...