Select English poetry, with notes by E. HughesEdward Hughes 1851 |
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... hills , with thunder riven ; Then rush'd the steed to battle driven ; And , volleying like the bolts of heaven , Far flash'd the red artillery . * But redder still these fires shall glow , On Linden's hills of purpled snow ; And ...
... hills , with thunder riven ; Then rush'd the steed to battle driven ; And , volleying like the bolts of heaven , Far flash'd the red artillery . * But redder still these fires shall glow , On Linden's hills of purpled snow ; And ...
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... hill , whose icy brow Rejoiced when he came , in the morning's flame , In the morning's flame burns now . And the moon's cold light , as it lay that night On the hill - side and the sea , Still lies where he laid his houseless head ...
... hill , whose icy brow Rejoiced when he came , in the morning's flame , In the morning's flame burns now . And the moon's cold light , as it lay that night On the hill - side and the sea , Still lies where he laid his houseless head ...
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... hill , where the wild weeds wave , And flowers and grass were flourishing . They laid within the peaceful bed , Close by ... hills , And down beside the shady rills , The hero roams eternally . And these fair isles to the westward lie ...
... hill , where the wild weeds wave , And flowers and grass were flourishing . They laid within the peaceful bed , Close by ... hills , And down beside the shady rills , The hero roams eternally . And these fair isles to the westward lie ...
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... hills , Their baptism on your shore , Your everlasting rivers speak Their dialect of yore . Old Massachusetts wears it Within her lordly crown , And broad Ohio bears it Amid his young renown . Connecticut hath wreathed it Where her ...
... hills , Their baptism on your shore , Your everlasting rivers speak Their dialect of yore . Old Massachusetts wears it Within her lordly crown , And broad Ohio bears it Amid his young renown . Connecticut hath wreathed it Where her ...
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... hill - fox and the raven away . How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber ? When the wind waved his garment , how oft didst thou start ? How many long days and long weeks didst thou number , Ere he faded before thee , the ...
... hill - fox and the raven away . How long didst thou think that his silence was slumber ? When the wind waved his garment , how oft didst thou start ? How many long days and long weeks didst thou number , Ere he faded before thee , the ...
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ALEXANDER SELKIRK Arouse thee battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF HOHENLINDEN beauty beneath BERNARD BARTON bless brave breast breath bright brother brow burning CHARLES MACKAY cheer clouds dark dead death deep Derivations dread dream earth ELIZA COOK ellipsis England Etymology fame father feel fire flowers glorious glory glow grave hand happy hath heart heaven helmet of Navarre History of Europe honour hope hour human isles John Herschel king labour land light live Loch-na-Garr look mighty mind morning mountains native nature never night noble o'er ocean pride proud race rock roll round RUNNEMEDE sacred sail Samian wine shine shore sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit star storm sweet Syntax tear thine things thought thousand toil verbs voice waves wild wind words youth
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Страница 108 - GO to the ant, thou sluggard ; consider her ways, and be wise : which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.
Страница 158 - And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave: Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow.
Страница 220 - Man that is born of a woman Is of few days, and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down : He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
Страница 225 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher, From the earth thou springest, Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Страница 300 - Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he: "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Страница 98 - Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow : You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow, Like a sexton ringing the village bell When the evening sun is low.
Страница 275 - For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and .as a watch in the night. Thou earnest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut •down, and withereth.
Страница 291 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Страница 21 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Страница 254 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.