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... . T was St , Mary's Eve , and all poured forth As to some grand solemnity . The fisher Came from his islet , bringing o'er the waves His wife and little ones ; the husbandman 1 THE GIRLS ' BOOK OF POETRY . A SELECTION.
... . T was St , Mary's Eve , and all poured forth As to some grand solemnity . The fisher Came from his islet , bringing o'er the waves His wife and little ones ; the husbandman 1 THE GIRLS ' BOOK OF POETRY . A SELECTION.
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... Mary's Eve , and all poured forth As to some grand solemnity . The fisher Came from his islet , bringing o'er the waves His wife and little ones ; the husbandman From the firm land , along the Po , the. The Brides of Venice.
... Mary's Eve , and all poured forth As to some grand solemnity . The fisher Came from his islet , bringing o'er the waves His wife and little ones ; the husbandman From the firm land , along the Po , the. The Brides of Venice.
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... Bring me nuts , " quoth she . Up away the frisky squirrel hies— Golden woodlights glancing in his eyes . And adown the tree Great ripe nuts , kissed brown by July sun , In the little lap dropped one by one- Hark , how blackbird pipes ...
... Bring me nuts , " quoth she . Up away the frisky squirrel hies— Golden woodlights glancing in his eyes . And adown the tree Great ripe nuts , kissed brown by July sun , In the little lap dropped one by one- Hark , how blackbird pipes ...
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... bring , For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting ! Oh ! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay Like a dead leafless branch in the summer's bright ray ; The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain , It may smile in ...
... bring , For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting ! Oh ! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay Like a dead leafless branch in the summer's bright ray ; The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain , It may smile in ...
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... bring , Praising their sweets , where the firelight's beaming ; Globes of rich nectar , a poet might sing . Tales of the glowing south lips may be telling ; Yet , when the legends are done , we shall say , " Here's to the land where the ...
... bring , Praising their sweets , where the firelight's beaming ; Globes of rich nectar , a poet might sing . Tales of the glowing south lips may be telling ; Yet , when the legends are done , we shall say , " Here's to the land where the ...
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200 Illustrations A B C ALPHABET ANIMALS AULD ROBIN GRAY beauty BEETON'S beneath bevelled boards birds bloom blue bosom boughs bower bright brow charms cheeks child cloth gilt Coloured Frontispiece Coloured Pictures Coloured Plates cried Cumnor Hall daisies dark dear Demy 8vo doth DULCKEN earth Engravings eyes fair Fcap foreign bands full-page gilt edges glowing gold golden green happy hath heart heaven Hiawatha Illus Imperial 16mo JAMES GREENWOOD JOHN TILLOTSON JULES VERNE light Little Bell little Elsie Little Susy's LOCK look love ye lowly maid maiden merry mignonette morning never night NURSERY RHYMES o'er OLD MOTHER HUBBARD picture boards PICTURE BOOK PRETTY primrose PUNCH AND JUDY ROBIN rose round Salisbury Square shine sigh sing skies smile song spring Stories sunny sweet thee THERE'S NAE LUCK tree Twas Vordingborg WARD waves wild Wilt thou window wing wish wreath young young Jessie
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Страница 97 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Страница 86 - Alas ! the joys that fortune brings Are trifling, and decay; And those who prize the paltry things, More trifling still than they. "And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep?
Страница 60 - GO, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Страница 11 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Страница 101 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. "And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together, For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. "His horsemen hard behind us ride; Should they...
Страница 18 - I COME, I come ! ye have called me long, I come o'er the mountains with light and song, Ye may trace my step o'er the wakening earth, By the winds which tell of the violet's birth, By the primrose stars in the shadowy grass, By the green leaves opening as I pass.
Страница 29 - But she look'd in my face till my heart was like to break : They gi'ed him my hand, but my heart was at the sea; Sae auld Robin Gray he was gudeman to me. I hadna been a wife a week but only four, When mournfu...
Страница 37 - Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see them reflected from looks that we love. Sweet vale of Avoca ! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace ! ST SENANUS AND THE LADY.
Страница 13 - THE dews of summer night did fall; The moon, sweet regent of the sky, Silver'd the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby.
Страница 117 - So may the outward shows be least themselves : The world is still deceiv'd with ornament. In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But being season'd with a gracious voice Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text...