The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four PartsC. Scribner, 1868 |
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... clouds in raining , And in the snow and hail . What could we do without it ? No trees or grass could grow ; And we should all be thirsty , And not know where to go . The oceans would be valleys That never could be passed ; No clouds ...
... clouds in raining , And in the snow and hail . What could we do without it ? No trees or grass could grow ; And we should all be thirsty , And not know where to go . The oceans would be valleys That never could be passed ; No clouds ...
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... cloud , but a blacker's under . Hark ! but you'll fall from my knee I fear , When I whisper that awful word in your ear— R - r - r - rats ! ( The kitten's heart beat with great pit - pats , But her whiskers quivered , and from their ...
... cloud , but a blacker's under . Hark ! but you'll fall from my knee I fear , When I whisper that awful word in your ear— R - r - r - rats ! ( The kitten's heart beat with great pit - pats , But her whiskers quivered , and from their ...
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... cloud ? " No one loves me ; naughty children Laugh whene'er I go along ; And rude boys are always singing In my ear some negro song . " I don't love to sit at school , With the children white and fair ; For it makes my face look blacker ...
... cloud ? " No one loves me ; naughty children Laugh whene'er I go along ; And rude boys are always singing In my ear some negro song . " I don't love to sit at school , With the children white and fair ; For it makes my face look blacker ...
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... clouds might give abundant rain , And nightly dews might fall , And herb that keepeth life in man Might yet have drunk them all . Then wherefore , wherefore were they made , All dyed with rainbow light , - All fashioned for supremest ...
... clouds might give abundant rain , And nightly dews might fall , And herb that keepeth life in man Might yet have drunk them all . Then wherefore , wherefore were they made , All dyed with rainbow light , - All fashioned for supremest ...
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... cloud . And hark ! I hear from their chamber door , Our brothers come slyly creeping ; But I'll tell them I was up before , And you have just done sleeping . Look ! There they stand at the gate below , And only for us are staying . Are ...
... cloud . And hark ! I hear from their chamber door , Our brothers come slyly creeping ; But I'll tell them I was up before , And you have just done sleeping . Look ! There they stand at the gate below , And only for us are staying . Are ...
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The Garland of Poetry for the Young: A Selection in Four Parts, Volume 1 Caroline Matilda Kirkland Visualização integral - 1868 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
angel beautiful beneath bird blessed blow blue brave breast breath bright brow Caldon Low cheer child clouds cried dark dear death deep door doth earth Eliza Cook eyes face fair father fear flowers Frances Anne Kemble glory glow golden green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven jackdaw John Gilpin Katydid kiss lady land Leigh Hunt light lips LITTLE ROBIN REDBREASTS live look Lord Mary Howitt merry morning mother mountain ne'er Nearer never night o'er ocean Pixies poor pray prayer rest rose round sail Samian wine shine shore sing sleep smile snow soft song soul sound stars stood sweet tears tell tempest thee thine thing Thomas Hood thou thought tree Twas voice waves weary ween weep wild wind wings Winthrop Mackworth Praed word
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Página 103 - To you, in David's town, this day " Is born of David's line " The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; " And this shall be the sign. " The heavenly Babe you there shall find " To human view displayed, " All meanly wrapt in swathing bands,
Página 51 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts ; — not so thou, Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow, Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Página 275 - THE EPITAPH. Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown ; Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send ; He gave to Misery all he had, a tear, He gained from Heaven ('t was all he wished) a friend.
Página 227 - The isles of Greece ! the isles of Greece ! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung!
Página 54 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their emperor...
Página 202 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Página 331 - Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Página 264 - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Página 221 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone ; Our fathers would not know THY ways, And THOU hast left them to their own. But, present still, though now unseen ; When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And...
Página 89 - ... own ladles, split open the kegs of salted sprats, made nests inside men's Sunday hats, and even spoiled the women's chats, by drowning their speaking -with shrieking and squeaking in fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body to the Town Hall came flocking: "'Tis clear...