Poetry for Home and SchoolG. P. Putnam's sons, 1881 - 320페이지 |
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... hill one day , I listened and heard a mother sheep say , " In all the green world there is nothing so sweet As my little lammie with his nimble feet , With his eyes so bright , And his wool so white- Oh , he is my ΙΟ Poetry.
... hill one day , I listened and heard a mother sheep say , " In all the green world there is nothing so sweet As my little lammie with his nimble feet , With his eyes so bright , And his wool so white- Oh , he is my ΙΟ Poetry.
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... hills of the Highlands forever I love . Farewell to the mountains high covered with snow ; Farewell to the straths and green valley below ; Farewell to the forests and wild - hanging woods ; Farewell to the torrents and loud - pouring ...
... hills of the Highlands forever I love . Farewell to the mountains high covered with snow ; Farewell to the straths and green valley below ; Farewell to the forests and wild - hanging woods ; Farewell to the torrents and loud - pouring ...
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... hill - top The old king sits ; He is now so old and grey He's nigh lost his wits . With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses , On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses ; Or going up with music On cold starry nights ...
... hill - top The old king sits ; He is now so old and grey He's nigh lost his wits . With a bridge of white mist Columbkill he crosses , On his stately journeys From Slieveleague to Rosses ; Or going up with music On cold starry nights ...
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... hill - side , Through the mosses bare , They have planted thorn trees For pleasure here and there . Is any man so daring As to dig one up in spite , He shall find the thornies set In his bed at night . Up the airy mountain , Down the ...
... hill - side , Through the mosses bare , They have planted thorn trees For pleasure here and there . Is any man so daring As to dig one up in spite , He shall find the thornies set In his bed at night . Up the airy mountain , Down the ...
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... hill - plaid , and True heart that wears one ! Come every steel blade , and Strong hand that bears one . Leave untended the herd , The flock without shelter ; Leave the corpse uninterred , The bride at the altar ; Mary Howitt . Leave ...
... hill - plaid , and True heart that wears one ! Come every steel blade , and Strong hand that bears one . Leave untended the herd , The flock without shelter ; Leave the corpse uninterred , The bride at the altar ; Mary Howitt . Leave ...
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Alfred Tennyson beauty bells Belshazzar beneath birds bishop of Hereford blow bob-o'-link bold bower brave breath bright Camelot chee child clouds cried dark dead dear deep dost doth dream Earl earth eyes fair fairy father fear flowers fly away home G. P. PUTNAM'S SONS Gilpin green happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Inchcape Rock Ivy green king Lady of Shalott Lady-bird land leaves light Little white Lily live look Lord loud Lycidas maiden meadow merry moon morning mother mountain never night o'er Queen quoth Ring Robin Hood rock rose round Samian wine shore silent sing sleep smile snow song soul sound Spink stars stormy stream summer sweet tell thee thou art thought tree Twas unto voice waves wild William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind wings wood young youth
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289 페이지 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me...
275 페이지 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
182 페이지 - Tu-whit, tu-who ! a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit, tu-who...
291 페이지 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
243 페이지 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
177 페이지 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
154 페이지 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
87 페이지 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
172 페이지 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate: For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
276 페이지 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat — Come hither, come hither, come hither ! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And loves to live i...