Select poetry for children: with notes, arranged by J. Payne, Edição 690Joseph Payne 1874 |
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... rest . And many a land I then should see , As hill and plain I crossed ; Nor fear through all the pathless sky That I should e'er be lost . Ere - before it - the sun's ray mentioned in the next line . " I'd fly where , round the olive ...
... rest . And many a land I then should see , As hill and plain I crossed ; Nor fear through all the pathless sky That I should e'er be lost . Ere - before it - the sun's ray mentioned in the next line . " I'd fly where , round the olive ...
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... rest his wings , thou art In thought before him there . " Though strong and free , his wing may droop , Or bands restrain its flight ; Thought none may stay - more fleet its course Than swiftest beams of light ; 1 Mental eye - the eye ...
... rest his wings , thou art In thought before him there . " Though strong and free , his wing may droop , Or bands restrain its flight ; Thought none may stay - more fleet its course Than swiftest beams of light ; 1 Mental eye - the eye ...
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... rest your wings when they are weary : Here lodge as in a sanctuary ! ' The old rhymes respecting the Cuckoo's arrival and de- parture are- " In April Come he will . In July He prepares to fly . " 2 After leaving England , the Cuckoo ...
... rest your wings when they are weary : Here lodge as in a sanctuary ! ' The old rhymes respecting the Cuckoo's arrival and de- parture are- " In April Come he will . In July He prepares to fly . " 2 After leaving England , the Cuckoo ...
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... rest of the night . With steps quite majestic the Snail did advance , And promised the gazers a minuet2 to dance ; But they all laughed so loud , that he pulled in his head , And went in his own little chamber to bed . Then as evening ...
... rest of the night . With steps quite majestic the Snail did advance , And promised the gazers a minuet2 to dance ; But they all laughed so loud , that he pulled in his head , And went in his own little chamber to bed . Then as evening ...
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... rest ! Then up and down his house he went , Arranging dish and platter , With a dull and heavy countenance , As if nothing were the matter . At length he seized on Bluebottle , That strong and burly man , And , with many and many a ...
... rest ! Then up and down his house he went , Arranging dish and platter , With a dull and heavy countenance , As if nothing were the matter . At length he seized on Bluebottle , That strong and burly man , And , with many and many a ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
appear arms beautiful beneath birds blue breast breath bright busy cheer child cold comes Cowper dark dead dear door earth face fair fall fear field flower follow fruit gave give gone green hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hills keep lamb land leaves light live look mind morning mother nest never night o'er once passed plain play poor rest rocks rose round seen shade shining side sight sing sleep smile snow song soon sound spirit spring stone stood summer sweet tell thee things thou thought tree turn Twas voice wandered watch wild wind wing wish woods young
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Página 79 - Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me. "And where are they? I pray you tell. She answered, "Seven are we; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea. "Two of us in the church-yard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the church-yard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother." "You say that two at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea, Yet ye are seven ! I pray you tell, Sweet Maid, how this may be.
Página 313 - And nature, the old nurse, took The child upon her knee, Saying : "Here is a story-book Thy Father has written for thee." "Come, wander with me," she said, "Into regions yet untrod; And read what is still unread In the manuscripts of God." And he wandered away and away With Nature, the dear old nurse, Who sang to him night and day The rhymes of the universe. And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song, Or tell a more marvelous tale.
Página 29 - 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 Marlbro' 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 206 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Página 292 - THE stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand ! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Página 249 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Página 315 - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast, The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length.
Página 57 - I'll tell thee: He is called by thy name, For He calls Himself a Lamb. He is meek, and He is mild; He became a little child. I a child, and thou a lamb, We are called by His name. Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Página 110 - He plied his work ; — and Lucy took The lantern in her hand. Not blither is the mountain roe: With many" a wanton stroke Her feet disperse the powdery snow, That rises up like smoke. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down ; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town. The wretched parents all that night Went shouting far and wide; But there was neither sound nor sight To serve them for a guide. At day-break on a hill they stood That overlook'd the moor; And thence...
Página 207 - The bottles twain behind his back were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke, as they had basted been. But still he seemed to carry weight, with leathern girdle braced ; For all might see the bottle-necks still dangling at his waist.