Songs of Three CenturiesJohn Greenleaf Whittier Houghton, Mifflin & Company, 1876 - 352 страница From Shakespeare to Milton -- From Dryden to Burns -- From Wordsworth to Longfellow. |
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... ween Them to enforce by violence or wrong ; On every side they placéd were along . But all the ground with sculls was scat- teréd And dead men's bones , which round about were flung ; Whose lives , it seemed , whilome there were shed ...
... ween Them to enforce by violence or wrong ; On every side they placéd were along . But all the ground with sculls was scat- teréd And dead men's bones , which round about were flung ; Whose lives , it seemed , whilome there were shed ...
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... ween , for worldly stirs , That man does right to mar his rest , Let me be deft , and debonair , I am content , I do not care . JAMES THOMSON . [ 1700-1748 . ] FROM THE " CASTLE OF INDOLENCE . " IN lowly dale , fast by a river's side ...
... ween , for worldly stirs , That man does right to mar his rest , Let me be deft , and debonair , I am content , I do not care . JAMES THOMSON . [ 1700-1748 . ] FROM THE " CASTLE OF INDOLENCE . " IN lowly dale , fast by a river's side ...
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... ween , As well fill up the space between . In Langdale Pike and Witch's Lair , And Dungeon - ghyll so foully rent , With ropes of rock and bells of air Three sinful sextons ' ghosts are pent , Who all give back , one after t ' other ...
... ween , As well fill up the space between . In Langdale Pike and Witch's Lair , And Dungeon - ghyll so foully rent , With ropes of rock and bells of air Three sinful sextons ' ghosts are pent , Who all give back , one after t ' other ...
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... ween , 115 And on her lips and o'er her eyes Spread smiles like light ! With new surprise , " What ails then my beloved child ? ” The Baron said . His daughter mild Made answer , " All will yet be well ! " I ween , she had no power to ...
... ween , 115 And on her lips and o'er her eyes Spread smiles like light ! With new surprise , " What ails then my beloved child ? ” The Baron said . His daughter mild Made answer , " All will yet be well ! " I ween , she had no power to ...
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... ween , Might at the Spital well be heard , And in all dales between . " Up Mallerstang to Eden's springs , The eastern wind upon its wings The mighty voice would bear ; And Appleby would hear the sound , Methinks , when skies are fair ...
... ween , Might at the Spital well be heard , And in all dales between . " Up Mallerstang to Eden's springs , The eastern wind upon its wings The mighty voice would bear ; And Appleby would hear the sound , Methinks , when skies are fair ...
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angels beauty bells beneath bird blessed bliss bonnie breast breath bright brow busk calm cheek cloud dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER Edom evermore eyes face fair fear flowers frae Glenlogie glory golden grace grave green Grongar Hill hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy hour Hymn Inchcape Rock Jackdaw JOHN KEATS JOHN MILTON Kilmeny kissed lady land lassie light live lonely look Lord maun moon morning never night o'er pale praise prayer rest Robin Gray rose round Saint Agnes SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade shine shore sigh sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tree vale voice wandering waves weary ween weep wild wind wings Yarrow
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Страница 94 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Страница 144 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Страница 179 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost, All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Страница 120 - Teach us, sprite or bird, what sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Страница 94 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Страница 34 - On His Blindness When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?
Страница 94 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Страница 134 - And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold; Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Страница 52 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Страница 134 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.