Flowers of poetry, for young persons: a companion to miss Taylor's Original poems. 2vols, Volume 21835 |
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... Spring Journey . By Bishop Heber . 12. On the Death of a Young Lady . By Grahame . 13. The Withered Oak . Anonymous 14. Autumn . By Southey · 15. The Hour of Prayer . By Dr. Raffles 38 · 40 42 44 16. The Lily ( addressed to a Young Lady ) ...
... Spring Journey . By Bishop Heber . 12. On the Death of a Young Lady . By Grahame . 13. The Withered Oak . Anonymous 14. Autumn . By Southey · 15. The Hour of Prayer . By Dr. Raffles 38 · 40 42 44 16. The Lily ( addressed to a Young Lady ) ...
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... Spring . By Wilson 62. Importance of Trifles . By Mrs. H. More 63. The Harebell and the Foxglove . Anonymous . 131 64. Praise to God . By Mrs. Barbauld 65. To a Dead Tree . By Clare 66. The Winter Robin . By Cottle • 67. Contrarieties B ...
... Spring . By Wilson 62. Importance of Trifles . By Mrs. H. More 63. The Harebell and the Foxglove . Anonymous . 131 64. Praise to God . By Mrs. Barbauld 65. To a Dead Tree . By Clare 66. The Winter Robin . By Cottle • 67. Contrarieties B ...
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... Spring- At night , a shrivell'd and loathsome thing ! To - day , there is hope and life in its breath , To - morrow , it shrinks to a useless death . Strange doth it seem that the sun should joy To II . C FOR YOUNG PERSONS . 13.
... Spring- At night , a shrivell'd and loathsome thing ! To - day , there is hope and life in its breath , To - morrow , it shrinks to a useless death . Strange doth it seem that the sun should joy To II . C FOR YOUNG PERSONS . 13.
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... dark Nature , and detect her ways , Unless he calls its Author to his aid , Who every secret spring of motion laid ; Who over all his wondrous works presides , And to 18 FLOWERS OF POETRY , The Mother's Return By Wordsworth.
... dark Nature , and detect her ways , Unless he calls its Author to his aid , Who every secret spring of motion laid ; Who over all his wondrous works presides , And to 18 FLOWERS OF POETRY , The Mother's Return By Wordsworth.
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... Spring a lovely throng With eager rivalry her steps attend ; Others with Summer's brighter glories blend ; Some grace mild Autumn's more majestic mien ; While some few lingering blooms the brow be- friend Of hoary Winter , and with ...
... Spring a lovely throng With eager rivalry her steps attend ; Others with Summer's brighter glories blend ; Some grace mild Autumn's more majestic mien ; While some few lingering blooms the brow be- friend Of hoary Winter , and with ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
amaranthine Arden's Vale array'd beams beauty beneath bless Blest hour bliss bloom blossoms bower breast breath breeze bright calm charms Chili's dark dear death delight Dost E'en earth eternal eternal frame fading fair fix'd flower flower power form'd Fountain of eternal Foxglove fragrant gale gentle glory golden globe grace green Hail happy Villager Harebell hath heart heaven heavenly hope HOUR OF PRAYER humming bird lapwing leaves light Lily Lives the happy mighty heart mild mind morning mother nature's ne'er Nereids night nymph o'er orphan boy parterre poison'd praise pride rest rise round Sabbath sacred scene shade shed shine sight silent sing skies smile soft song soothing soul spirit spring star sweet tears thee thine thought thro thrush toil transient tree truth twas universe speak verdant vernal voice wild wintry woodlark youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 63 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away ! ' What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death...
Página 49 - STAY, lady, stay, for mercy's sake. And hear a helpless orphan's tale ; Ah ! sure my looks must pity wake ; 'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale. Yet I was once a mother's pride, And my brave father's hope and joy; But in the Nile's proud fight he died, And I am now an orphan boy. "Poor foolish child, how pleased was I, When news of Nelson's victory came, Along the crowded streets to fly, And see the lighted windows...
Página 87 - HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill...
Página 124 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!
Página 88 - Who God doth late and early pray More of His grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; —This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 16 - When the dew wets its leaves ; unstain'd and pure, As is the lily, or the mountain snow. The modest virtues mingled in her eyes, Still on the ground dejected, darting all Their humid beams into the blooming...
Página 33 - No more by varying passions beat, O gently guide my pilgrim feet To find thy hermit cell ; "Where in some pure and equal sky, Beneath thy soft indulgent eye, The modest virtues dwelt.
Página 90 - On piety, humanity is built ; And, on humanity, much happiness ; And yet still more on piety itself. A soul in commerce with her God, is heaven ; Feels not the tumults and the shocks of life ; The whirls of passions, and the strokes of heart.
Página 98 - MINE be a cot beside the hill; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook, that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near.
Página 90 - Each branch of piety delight inspires: Faith builds a bridge from this world to the next, O'er death's dark gulf, and all its horror hides...