The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company no. 253, Market street., 1840 - 522 páginas |
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... give at last to enter in The city of his rest ! My boy Farewell - I have had joy in thee ; I go to higher joy - oh , follow me ! But now farewell ! Boy . Kind sir , good night ! I will return with morning light . [ He goes out . [ The ...
... give at last to enter in The city of his rest ! My boy Farewell - I have had joy in thee ; I go to higher joy - oh , follow me ! But now farewell ! Boy . Kind sir , good night ! I will return with morning light . [ He goes out . [ The ...
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... give them not to young and ardent minds They will mislead , and baffle and confound : Besides , among the sages whom you boast of , With their proud heathen virtues , can ye find A purer , loftier , nobler character ; More innocent ...
... give them not to young and ardent minds They will mislead , and baffle and confound : Besides , among the sages whom you boast of , With their proud heathen virtues , can ye find A purer , loftier , nobler character ; More innocent ...
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... Give him the victor's crown , And let not faith be dim ! Oh , how unworthy of thy grace , How poor , how needy , stained with sin ! How can I enter in Oh my mother - Thy kingdom , and behold thy face ! Except thou hadst redeemed me , I ...
... Give him the victor's crown , And let not faith be dim ! Oh , how unworthy of thy grace , How poor , how needy , stained with sin ! How can I enter in Oh my mother - Thy kingdom , and behold thy face ! Except thou hadst redeemed me , I ...
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... give no gifts- I have not even a stiver for myself ! Strang . Nothing I ask ; I seek but to confer . Now listen to my words , my noble friend ! = I knew a man whose case was like your own ; He stood upon the hills that overlooked The ...
... give no gifts- I have not even a stiver for myself ! Strang . Nothing I ask ; I seek but to confer . Now listen to my words , my noble friend ! = I knew a man whose case was like your own ; He stood upon the hills that overlooked The ...
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... give me shelter . Thos . Who are you — and what brings you to this door ? Trav . A weary traveller who hath lost his way ; And chance has brought me here . - I am sore spent ; The night is chill and stormy , give me shelter . Thos . My ...
... give me shelter . Thos . Who are you — and what brings you to this door ? Trav . A weary traveller who hath lost his way ; And chance has brought me here . - I am sore spent ; The night is chill and stormy , give me shelter . Thos . My ...
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The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume Mary Botham Howitt Visualização integral - 1840 |
The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One Volume Mary Botham Howitt Visualização integral - 1847 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Achzib ADONIJAH Amariah angels Anne Boleyn ARIOCH arms art thou Babylon beauty behold BELSHAZZAR beneath BENINA BIANCA bird bless blood breath bright brow CALLIAS Caswallon child clouds cold coursers dark dead dear death deep didst dost doth earth Endymion eyes fair father FAZIO fear fierce flowers gentle glory gold golden green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hengist holy IMLAH King lady LADY ROCHFORD light lips look Lord lute MARGARITA Marien mercy morning mother Nabonassar ne'er neath night NITOCRIS noble o'er OLYBIUS pale poor pride proud Queen Raym rich round Samor sate Saxon seem'd shalt silent sleep soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne tree unto voice Vortigern Vortimer weary weep wild wilt wind wings wonder youth
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Página 441 - The tender and delicate woman among you, which would not adventure to set the sole of her foot upon the ground for delicateness and tenderness...
Página 137 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man passes by ? Our outward life requires them not — Then wherefore had they birth ? — : To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth ; To comfort man — to whisper hope, Whene'er his faith is dim, For who so careth for the flowers . Will much more care...