Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Volume 3;Volume 571864 |
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... winds give o'er , • 144 ODE TO DUTY . THE WORLD . Some call the world a dreary place , Offspring of holy Truth , ON THE PICTURE OF A " CHILD TIRED AT PLAY . " Tired of play ! tired of play ! . LIFE'S UNCERTAINTY . 145 • 147 150 Beneath ...
... winds give o'er , • 144 ODE TO DUTY . THE WORLD . Some call the world a dreary place , Offspring of holy Truth , ON THE PICTURE OF A " CHILD TIRED AT PLAY . " Tired of play ! tired of play ! . LIFE'S UNCERTAINTY . 145 • 147 150 Beneath ...
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... wind's breath , And stars to set — but all , Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! Day is for mortal care , Eve , for glad SONGS OF LIFE AND LABOUR . 29 BE WISE IN TIME Thus with a still but stern solemnity, THE HOUR OF DEATH ...
... wind's breath , And stars to set — but all , Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! Day is for mortal care , Eve , for glad SONGS OF LIFE AND LABOUR . 29 BE WISE IN TIME Thus with a still but stern solemnity, THE HOUR OF DEATH ...
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... wind's breath , And stars to set ; but all— Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! MRS HEMANS , 1793-1835 . WHAT SAITH THE FOUNTAIN ? WHAT saith the Fountain , Hid in the glade , Where the tall mountain Throweth its shade ...
... wind's breath , And stars to set ; but all— Thou hast all seasons for thine own , O Death ! MRS HEMANS , 1793-1835 . WHAT SAITH THE FOUNTAIN ? WHAT saith the Fountain , Hid in the glade , Where the tall mountain Throweth its shade ...
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... she begg'd loud and bold ; I ask'd her what she did abroad . When the wind it blew so cold ; She said her father was at home , And he 34 SONGS OF LIFE AND LABOUR . THE COMPLAINTS OF THE POOR And wherefore do the Poor complain? ·
... she begg'd loud and bold ; I ask'd her what she did abroad . When the wind it blew so cold ; She said her father was at home , And he 34 SONGS OF LIFE AND LABOUR . THE COMPLAINTS OF THE POOR And wherefore do the Poor complain? ·
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... wind was so chill ; She turn'd her head , and bade the child That scream'd behind , be still ; Then told us that her husband served , A soldier , far away , And therefore to her parish she Was begging back her way . We met a girl , her ...
... wind was so chill ; She turn'd her head , and bade the child That scream'd behind , be still ; Then told us that her husband served , A soldier , far away , And therefore to her parish she Was begging back her way . We met a girl , her ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
American Arouse thee bear beauty beneath better bird bless breast breath bright bring calm cheer cloud cold comes crown dark dead death dreams earth fair faith fall fate Father fear feel field flow flowers fortune fruit give given golden hand happiness hast hath hear heart heaven holy hope hour humble keep kind labour leaves life's light live Look man's mind morning Nature never night o'er pain pass peace pleasure poor rest rich round seek shade shadows shine sing sleep smile song soon sorrow soul spirit spring star Strike strong sweet tears tell thee There's thine things thou thou art thou hast thought toil true truth turn voice wealth weep wise yield young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 222 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Página 185 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Página 220 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 95 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : » Referring to the obsequies for the dead.
Página 223 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Página 3 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad hearts ! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh ! if through confidence misplaced They fail, thy saving arms, dread Power!
Página 288 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
Página 222 - Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Página 201 - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Página 221 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...