Select poetry for children: with notes, arranged by J. Payne, Edição 690Joseph Payne 1874 |
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... things are honest , whatsoever things are just , whatsoever things are lovely ' are presented to them in the most attractive form . It is no trifling benefit to send abroad strains which may assist in preparing the heart for its trials ...
... things are honest , whatsoever things are just , whatsoever things are lovely ' are presented to them in the most attractive form . It is no trifling benefit to send abroad strains which may assist in preparing the heart for its trials ...
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... things are honest , whatsoever things are just , what- soever things are lovely , ' presented to them in the most attractive form . " The present edition has been carefully revised and considerably enlarged by the insertion of several ...
... things are honest , whatsoever things are just , what- soever things are lovely , ' presented to them in the most attractive form . " The present edition has been carefully revised and considerably enlarged by the insertion of several ...
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... thing called light , Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight ? Oh ! tell a poor Blind Boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see ; You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or ...
... thing called light , Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight ? Oh ! tell a poor Blind Boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see ; You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm , but how can he Or make it day or ...
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... things like that , you know , must be At every famous victory . It is said that 36,000 men were left killed and wounded on the field . 2 Quoth - says or said . Yon little stream hard by - close to yonder little stream . " They say it ...
... things like that , you know , must be At every famous victory . It is said that 36,000 men were left killed and wounded on the field . 2 Quoth - says or said . Yon little stream hard by - close to yonder little stream . " They say it ...
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... 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 ...
... 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 ...
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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.