The Children's Garland: From the Best PoetsCoventry Patmore Macmillan, 1862 - 344 páginas |
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... Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river , For men may come , and men may go , But I go on forever . I chatter over stony ways , In little sharps and trebles , I bubble into eddying bays , I babble on the pebbles ...
... Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river , For men may come , and men may go , But I go on forever . I chatter over stony ways , In little sharps and trebles , I bubble into eddying bays , I babble on the pebbles ...
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... Sail their mimic fleets , Till the treacherous pool Engulfs them in its whirling And turbulent ocean . In the country on every side , Where far and wide , Like a leopard's tawny and spotted hide Stretches the plain 16 The Children's.
... Sail their mimic fleets , Till the treacherous pool Engulfs them in its whirling And turbulent ocean . In the country on every side , Where far and wide , Like a leopard's tawny and spotted hide Stretches the plain 16 The Children's.
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... Till gentler Puss shall come . She , still more aged , feels the shocks From which no care can save , And , partner once of Tiney's box , Must soon partake his grave . W. Cowper XIV ABOU BEN ADHEM AND THE ANGEL Abou Ben Adhem ( may his ...
... Till gentler Puss shall come . She , still more aged , feels the shocks From which no care can save , And , partner once of Tiney's box , Must soon partake his grave . W. Cowper XIV ABOU BEN ADHEM AND THE ANGEL Abou Ben Adhem ( may his ...
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... Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock : Cried they , ' It is the Inchcape Rock ! ' Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair , He curst himself in his despair ; The waves rush in on every side , The ship is sinking beneath the tide ...
... Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock : Cried they , ' It is the Inchcape Rock ! ' Sir Ralph the Rover tore his hair , He curst himself in his despair ; The waves rush in on every side , The ship is sinking beneath the tide ...
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... warm bosom so tight , And she rock'd him so sorrowfully ; And there , in his anguish , a - nestling he lay , Till his struggles grew weak , and his cries died away . And the moon was a - shining down into the 30 The Children's.
... warm bosom so tight , And she rock'd him so sorrowfully ; And there , in his anguish , a - nestling he lay , Till his struggles grew weak , and his cries died away . And the moon was a - shining down into the 30 The Children's.
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a-begging Abbot Binnorie bird bishop bishop of Hereford blow bower brave bright cheer child cold cried Crocodile dark daughter dead dear door Dora doth eyes fair fast father fear fell flowers gallant gallant story Gilpin gold green grew hand Hark hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill horse Inchcape Rock John John Barleycorn king King Lear lady land light Little John live Lochinvar look look'd Lord Randal loud maid merry moon morning ne'er never Nevermore night o'er Old Ballad old courtier pipe poison'd poor pray queen quoth Robin Hood rode round S. T. Coleridge shepherd sing smile song soon soul steed stood storm stream sweet sweet dove died tell thee thou thought took tree Twas unto wild Wildgrave wind wings Witch word young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 340 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 159 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Página 328 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
Página 67 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company!— To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Página 64 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Página 261 - Her waggon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams...
Página 191 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Página 328 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail, And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances uplifted, the trumpet unblown.
Página 58 - He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will.
Página 194 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.