The Children's Garland: From the Best PoetsCoventry Patmore Macmillan, 1862 - 344 |
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Strona vii
... the threshold of a door nail'd fast 303 Come dear children , let us away . 50 Come listen to me , you gallants so free 44 Come live with me and be my Love . 7 Come unto these yellow sands 67 Did you hear of the curate who mounted his mare.
... the threshold of a door nail'd fast 303 Come dear children , let us away . 50 Come listen to me , you gallants so free 44 Come live with me and be my Love . 7 Come unto these yellow sands 67 Did you hear of the curate who mounted his mare.
Strona ix
... unto my roundelay O then , I see , Queen Mab hath been with you O where have ye been , Lord Randal , my son ? O where have you been , my long , long , love O , young Lochinvar is come out of the West Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray . Oh ...
... unto my roundelay O then , I see , Queen Mab hath been with you O where have ye been , Lord Randal , my son ? O where have you been , my long , long , love O , young Lochinvar is come out of the West Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray . Oh ...
Strona xi
... unto her feet 325 ' You are old , Father William , ' the young man cried 173 You beauteous ladies great and small 277 You spotted snakes with double tongue 257 Young Henry was as brave a youth . 183 The Children's Garland from the Best ...
... unto her feet 325 ' You are old , Father William , ' the young man cried 173 You beauteous ladies great and small 277 You spotted snakes with double tongue 257 Young Henry was as brave a youth . 183 The Children's Garland from the Best ...
Strona 12
... 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 in 12 The Children's.
... 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 in 12 The Children's.
Strona 46
... unto the church , Where Allin should keep his wedding . ' What hast thou here ? ' the bishop then said , ' I prithee now tell unto me : ' ' I am a bold harper , ' quoth Robin Hood , ' And the best in the north country . ' ' O welcome ...
... unto the church , Where Allin should keep his wedding . ' What hast thou here ? ' the bishop then said , ' I prithee now tell unto me : ' ' I am a bold harper , ' quoth Robin Hood , ' And the best in the north country . ' ' O welcome ...
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a-begging Abbot Binnorie bird bishop bishop of Hereford blow bower brave bright cheer child cold cried Crocodile dark daughter dead dear door Dora doth eyes fair fast father fear fell flowers gallant gallant story Gilpin gold green grew hand Hark hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill horse Inchcape Rock John John Barleycorn king King Lear lady land light Little John live Lochinvar look look'd Lord Randal loud maid merry moon morning ne'er never Nevermore night o'er Old Ballad old courtier pipe poison'd poor pray queen quoth Robin Hood rode round S. T. Coleridge shepherd sing smile song soon soul steed stood storm stream sweet sweet dove died tell thee thou thought took tree Twas unto wild Wildgrave wind wings Witch word young
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Strona 340 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Strona 159 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Strona 328 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
Strona 67 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company!— To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Strona 64 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Strona 261 - Her waggon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams...
Strona 191 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Strona 328 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail, And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances uplifted, the trumpet unblown.
Strona 58 - He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will.
Strona 194 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.