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... poem . SHORT BIOGRAPHICAL NOTICES of all the authors quoted are prefixed to the several poems . For permission to use copyright pieces , the Compiler has to thank the liberality of Robert Browning , Esq . , Matthew Arnold , Esq ...
... poem . SHORT BIOGRAPHICAL NOTICES of all the authors quoted are prefixed to the several poems . For permission to use copyright pieces , the Compiler has to thank the liberality of Robert Browning , Esq . , Matthew Arnold , Esq ...
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... poems : Voices of the Night , Evangeline , Song of Hiawatha , Golden Legend , and Tales of a Wayside Inn . Numbers , verse or poetry . Goal , the place one is trying to reach ; the end of a race - course . Dust thou art , & c ...
... poems : Voices of the Night , Evangeline , Song of Hiawatha , Golden Legend , and Tales of a Wayside Inn . Numbers , verse or poetry . Goal , the place one is trying to reach ; the end of a race - course . Dust thou art , & c ...
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... poems . He became Secretary of State in 1717. Chief works : The Cam- paign , a poem celebrating Marlborough's victory of Blenheim ( 1704 ) ; essays to the Tatler , Spectator , and Guardian , on which his fame chiefly rests ; and Cato ...
... poems . He became Secretary of State in 1717. Chief works : The Cam- paign , a poem celebrating Marlborough's victory of Blenheim ( 1704 ) ; essays to the Tatler , Spectator , and Guardian , on which his fame chiefly rests ; and Cato ...
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... poems : Thalaba , an Eastern Tale ; Madoc ; and The Curse of Kehama . ΙΟ No stir in the air , no stir in the sea , The ship was as still as she could be ; Her sails from heaven received no motion , Her keel * was steady in the ocean . 5 ...
... poems : Thalaba , an Eastern Tale ; Madoc ; and The Curse of Kehama . ΙΟ No stir in the air , no stir in the sea , The ship was as still as she could be ; Her sails from heaven received no motion , Her keel * was steady in the ocean . 5 ...
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... poems : The Excursion , Lyrical Ballads , White Doe of Rylstone , and a very fine collection of Sonnets . 5 ΙΟ 15 20 ... poem is founded took place near Halifax in Yorkshire . Wild , unreclaimed and uncultivated land . Solitary , alone ...
... poems : The Excursion , Lyrical Ballads , White Doe of Rylstone , and a very fine collection of Sonnets . 5 ΙΟ 15 20 ... poem is founded took place near Halifax in Yorkshire . Wild , unreclaimed and uncultivated land . Solitary , alone ...
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ancient Arth Assyria battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beautiful bells beneath blood born brave breast breath bright Cæsar Chief poems child cried dark dead dear death deep dreadful Duke earth Eton College eyes fair father fear fire flowers gallant gazed Gelert Gilpin grave green hand haste hath head hear heard heart heaven hills horse Hubert Inchcape Inchcape Rock Ivy green John Gilpin king land Lars Porsena light lips living Lochinvar look Lord Lycidas mercy morning ne'er Netherby never night noble o'er pale passed poet Prince of Condé quoth river roar round Samian wine Scotland shore sing smile soldiers song sorrow soul sound stars steed stone stood storm sweet swell sword tears tell thee thou art tide town Trainband Twas voice waves ween wild wind young youth ΙΟ
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