The Household Book of PoetryCharles Anderson Dana D. Appleton, 1859 - 798 |
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... doth not a Meeting like This 186 The Coral Grove .. Come send round the Wine .. 187 Friend of my Soul . 188 Farewell ! but whenever you Welcome the Hour 188 Go where Glory waits thee !. 269 PERCY , THOMAS . Fly to the Desert .. 269 Fly ...
... doth not a Meeting like This 186 The Coral Grove .. Come send round the Wine .. 187 Friend of my Soul . 188 Farewell ! but whenever you Welcome the Hour 188 Go where Glory waits thee !. 269 PERCY , THOMAS . Fly to the Desert .. 269 Fly ...
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... doth wait ; An alms - man and suppliant , He stands at your gate ; Let him in then , I say , For no gray - beards are we , To be foiled in our glee ; But boys who will have our own way . Translation of MITCHELL . MARCH . ANONYMOUS ...
... doth wait ; An alms - man and suppliant , He stands at your gate ; Let him in then , I say , For no gray - beards are we , To be foiled in our glee ; But boys who will have our own way . Translation of MITCHELL . MARCH . ANONYMOUS ...
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... doth bring All kinds of pleasure , mixed with sorrowing ; And longing of sweet thoughts that ever long . VII . And of that longing heaviness doth come , Whence oft great sickness grows of heart and home ; Sick are they all for lack of ...
... doth bring All kinds of pleasure , mixed with sorrowing ; And longing of sweet thoughts that ever long . VII . And of that longing heaviness doth come , Whence oft great sickness grows of heart and home ; Sick are they all for lack of ...
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... doth so bitterly annoy , XLVII . He lets them perish through that grievous ill . Well satisfied , I thanked her ; and she said , XLI . With such a master would I never be , For he , in sooth , is blind , and may not see , And knows not ...
... doth so bitterly annoy , XLVII . He lets them perish through that grievous ill . Well satisfied , I thanked her ; and she said , XLI . With such a master would I never be , For he , in sooth , is blind , and may not see , And knows not ...
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... doth behoove , Hymns in praise of what I love ! WILLIAM WORDSWORTH TO VIOLETS . WELCOME , maids of honor , You do bring In the Spring , And wait upon her . She has virgins many , Fresh and fair ; Yet you are More sweet than any . Y ...
... doth behoove , Hymns in praise of what I love ! WILLIAM WORDSWORTH TO VIOLETS . WELCOME , maids of honor , You do bring In the Spring , And wait upon her . She has virgins many , Fresh and fair ; Yet you are More sweet than any . Y ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath Binnorie bird blue bonny Bouillabaisse breast breath bright brow cheek child cloud Cuckoo dark dead dear deep doth dream earth eyes fair flowers frae friends gentle golden green hair hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven heir of Linne HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW king kiss lady leaves light lips live look Lord love's maid merry milldams moon morning mother ne'er never night nightingale o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine thing THOMAS HOOD thou art thought tree unto voice wandering waves weep wild WILLIAM MOTHERWELL WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods Yarrow young young Beichan youth
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Strona 691 - mauna fa' that! For a' that^ and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth. Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a
Strona 746 - I am :— Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found,— Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound— Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art— Freely let me take of Thee ; Spring Thou up within ray heart— Rise to all eternity.
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Strona 788 - FBOM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord— Eternal truth attends Thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. PSALM CXXX.
Strona 753 - Thus sang they, in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful note ; And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept the time. HYMN OF THE HEBREW MAID. WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her father's God before her moved, An
Strona 717 - and ancient as the sun,—the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between— The venerable woods—rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the
Strona 719 - that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre ; But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. Full many a gem of purest ray
Strona 390 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ; The stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. For ever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us?
Strona 773 - THE HEAVENLY CANAAN. THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. Sweet fields beyond tho swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old