Warwickshire PoetsCharles Henry Poole Ling, 1914 - 358 |
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... glory paled , And failed ! Yet , though they failed , some lesser tribute sprang From eager hearts ; for merely one fleet thought Of thee tunes every sense to harmony , Raising all those who of thy greatness sang To heights A I.
... glory paled , And failed ! Yet , though they failed , some lesser tribute sprang From eager hearts ; for merely one fleet thought Of thee tunes every sense to harmony , Raising all those who of thy greatness sang To heights A I.
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... glory o'er The halting words confined within a book , Till they became one pæan , pure and strong ;; Though heard not oft , it rings aloud through space Hanging above that spot which thou didst grace- Fair Stratford ! Yea , is heard for ...
... glory o'er The halting words confined within a book , Till they became one pæan , pure and strong ;; Though heard not oft , it rings aloud through space Hanging above that spot which thou didst grace- Fair Stratford ! Yea , is heard for ...
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... glory she reveal'd herself ; And , whereas I was black and swart before , With those clear rays which she infused on me That beauty am I bless'd with which you see . Ask me what question thou canst possible , And I will answer ...
... glory she reveal'd herself ; And , whereas I was black and swart before , With those clear rays which she infused on me That beauty am I bless'd with which you see . Ask me what question thou canst possible , And I will answer ...
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... glory , But far beyond my depth : my high - blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me , Weary and old with service , to the mercy Of a rude stream , that must for ever hide me . Vain pomp and glory of this world , I hate ...
... glory , But far beyond my depth : my high - blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me , Weary and old with service , to the mercy Of a rude stream , that must for ever hide me . Vain pomp and glory of this world , I hate ...
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... GLORY " Timon of Athens " Act IV . Sc . 2 O , THE fierce wretchedness that glory brings us ! Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt , Since riches point to misery and contempt ? Who would be so mock'd with glory ? or to live But in ...
... GLORY " Timon of Athens " Act IV . Sc . 2 O , THE fierce wretchedness that glory brings us ! Who would not wish to be from wealth exempt , Since riches point to misery and contempt ? Who would be so mock'd with glory ? or to live But in ...
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Strona 3 - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him When he comes back; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites ; and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms...
Strona 53 - Sigh, no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever ; One foot in sea, and one on shore ; To one thing constant never : Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny ; Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Strona 32 - 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...
Strona 57 - When that I was and a little tiny boy, With hey, ho, the wind and the rain; A foolish thing was but a toy, For the rain it raineth every day.
Strona 29 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Strona 50 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Strona 54 - Everything that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art : Killing care and grief of heart Fall asleep, or, hearing, die.
Strona 39 - Come on, sir; here's the place: — stand still. — How fearful And dizzy 'tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Strona 58 - Philomel with melody Sing in our sweet lullaby. Lulla, lulla, lullaby; lulla, lulla, lullaby. Never harm Nor spell nor charm Come our lovely lady nigh. So good night, with lullaby.
Strona 11 - This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by Nature for herself Against infection and the hand of war, This happy breed of men, this little world, This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England; This nurse, this teeming womb of royal...