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... hath with much ado Got by the briars ; and that hath lost his shoe ; This drops his hat ; that headlong falls for haste ; Another loudly cries for being last . With sticks , and stones , and many a sounding hollow , The little beast ...
... hath with much ado Got by the briars ; and that hath lost his shoe ; This drops his hat ; that headlong falls for haste ; Another loudly cries for being last . With sticks , and stones , and many a sounding hollow , The little beast ...
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... hath toll'd the hour of day , When glittering roll those frowns away . E'en now with saffron - veilèd head , Half timid and half venturesome , Tired of her ten months ' deep - laid bed , The Crocus hails her time to come ; Nor is she of ...
... hath toll'd the hour of day , When glittering roll those frowns away . E'en now with saffron - veilèd head , Half timid and half venturesome , Tired of her ten months ' deep - laid bed , The Crocus hails her time to come ; Nor is she of ...
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... hath expression drear Of grief and wonder , mix'd with fear ; Like startled children when they hear Some mystic tale of ill . But he that bent the fatal bow Can well the sum of evil know , And o'er his favourite bending low , In ...
... hath expression drear Of grief and wonder , mix'd with fear ; Like startled children when they hear Some mystic tale of ill . But he that bent the fatal bow Can well the sum of evil know , And o'er his favourite bending low , In ...
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... , buried deep In the long cyprus woods where the infidels sleep , Whose leaf - muffled voice is the soul of the seas That hath pass'd from the Bosphorus into the trees ? E Or a heath - bird that lies on the Cheviot 25.
... , buried deep In the long cyprus woods where the infidels sleep , Whose leaf - muffled voice is the soul of the seas That hath pass'd from the Bosphorus into the trees ? E Or a heath - bird that lies on the Cheviot 25.
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... hath roll'd All dark with the warrior - blood of old ; And each worn wing hath regain'd its home Under the peasant's roof - tree and monarch's dome . " And what have ye found in the monarch's dome Since last ye travers'd the blue sea's ...
... hath roll'd All dark with the warrior - blood of old ; And each worn wing hath regain'd its home Under the peasant's roof - tree and monarch's dome . " And what have ye found in the monarch's dome Since last ye travers'd the blue sea's ...
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The Juvenile Verse and Picture Book: With Numerous Illus. on Wood Juvenile verse and picture book Visualização integral - 1848 |
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BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BEECH-TREE'S PETITION BELFRY PIGEON beneath bird BIRD-KEEPING BOY'S SONG blow boughs brave breath bright brow BURIAL OF SIR CASABIANCA cheer child CORSTON cried CROCUS dear death E'en eagle earth Edmonton Edwin eyes fairy fear FIELD FLOWERS gallant Gêlert gentle green grief halloo HAREBELL haste hath head hear heard heart holly-tree horse hound JOHN GILPIN Keeldar king KINGFISHER leaves Llewelyn LODORE looks merry morn mother never night Nose o'er pass'd PIMPERNEL Prince Edward puss quoth RAVEN-TREE ROBIN rose round ROYAL GEORGE seem'd shew shiver and shake sing SIR JOHN MOORE Sir Topaz smile Snowdrop spake spring stood STORMY PETREL sweet tale tears tell thee thine THIRD THE SQUIRREL-HUNT thou tree Twas Twill vale violet wave Whilst Whittington wild wind wings WINTER WINTER SONG wood WOODCUTTER'S EVENING SONG youth
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Página 52 - She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by: And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Página 58 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. "My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Página 19 - LOSS OF THE ROYAL GEOKGE. LL for the brave, The brave that are no more ; All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore ! Eight hundred of the brave, Whose courage well was tried, Had made the vessel heel, And laid her on her side. A land-breeze shook the shrouds, And she was overset ; Down went the Royal George, With all her crew complete.
Página 20 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet, nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Página 63 - And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before. Away went Gilpin, and away Went Gilpin's hat and wig: He lost them sooner than at first, For why? — they were too big. Now...
Página 61 - And every soul cried out, Well done ! As loud as he could bawl. Away went Gilpin— who but he ; His fame soon spread around — He carries weight, he rides a race, 'Tis for a thousand pound.
Página 58 - Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we. He soon replied, I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. I am a linendraper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender Will lend his horse to go.
Página 52 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun: But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlborough won And our good Prince Eugene." "Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!" Said little Wilhelmine. "Nay, nay, my little girl," quoth he, "It was a famous victory.
Página 62 - And all the world would stare If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.
Página 39 - Through richest purple to the view Betrayed a golden gleam. The hapless nymph with wonder saw: A whisker first and then a claw, With many an ardent wish, She stretched in vain to reach the prize.