Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292 páginas |
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... Death of the Flowers The Minstrel's Hope .... Spring The Battle Man was made to Mourn Trust in God The Power of Music .. .. Scott .... 182 .. Addison 183 Bryant .. 184 Beattie . 186 Willis 188 Shakspeare 189 Burns 190 ........ Pope ...
... Death of the Flowers The Minstrel's Hope .... Spring The Battle Man was made to Mourn Trust in God The Power of Music .. .. Scott .... 182 .. Addison 183 Bryant .. 184 Beattie . 186 Willis 188 Shakspeare 189 Burns 190 ........ Pope ...
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... death : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " I am cheerful , young man , " Father William replied , " Let the cause thy attention engage , In the days of my youth I remember'd my God , And he hath not forgotten my age . ” SOUTHEY . THE ...
... death : Now tell me the reason , I pray ? " " I am cheerful , young man , " Father William replied , " Let the cause thy attention engage , In the days of my youth I remember'd my God , And he hath not forgotten my age . ” SOUTHEY . THE ...
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... Death , to whom monarchs must bow ? Ah , no ! for his empire is known , And here there are trophies enow : Beneath , the cold dead , and around , the dark stone , Are the signs of a sceptre that none may disown . The first tabernacle to ...
... Death , to whom monarchs must bow ? Ah , no ! for his empire is known , And here there are trophies enow : Beneath , the cold dead , and around , the dark stone , Are the signs of a sceptre that none may disown . The first tabernacle to ...
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... death - dew'd brow : Son of man ! ' tis Thou ! - ' tis Thou ! Bound upon the accursed tree , Dread and awful , who is He ? By the sun at noonday pale , Shivering rocks and rending veil ; By earth , that trembles at His doom ; By yonder ...
... death - dew'd brow : Son of man ! ' tis Thou ! - ' tis Thou ! Bound upon the accursed tree , Dread and awful , who is He ? By the sun at noonday pale , Shivering rocks and rending veil ; By earth , that trembles at His doom ; By yonder ...
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... death ! Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ? —thus leave Thee , native soil ! these happy walks and shades , Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend , Quiet though sad , the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both . O ...
... death ! Must I thus leave thee , Paradise ? —thus leave Thee , native soil ! these happy walks and shades , Fit haunt of gods ? where I had hope to spend , Quiet though sad , the respite of that day That must be mortal to us both . O ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
aweary banners battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF WATERLOO beauty beneath billows birds blast blow bower breast breath bright brow busy bee clouds dark dead death deep dost doth dreadful earth eternal ETON COLLEGE eyes fair Father fear flowers forest gale gleam gloom glory glow grave green GRONGAR HILL hast hath hear heard heart heaven HERBERT KNOWLES hill hour LAKE REGILLUS land leaves light Lochiel lonely midnight moon morn mountains Nature's night nursling o'er painted banks pale plain pride proud purple rise rocks rolling round sculptured mountains seem'd shade sight sing skies sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spread spring star stock dove storm stream sweet tawny eagle tears tempest thee thine thou busy tree trembling twas vale vernal voice wave wild winds wings wood youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 20 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 37 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Página 11 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Página 54 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day?
Página 77 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Página 15 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
Página 196 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Página 74 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day: The...
Página 192 - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : • Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Página 45 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee In a flood of day...