The Way of Poetry: An Anthology for Younger ReadersHoughton Mifflin, 1922 - 240 страница An anthology of poetry for young readers. |
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... MAID , THE , ALFRED TENNYSON BELLE DAME SANS MERCI , LA , JOHN KEATS BELLS OF HEAVEN , THE , RALPH HODGSON BELLS OF LONDON , THE , NURSERY RHYME BLACKBIRD , JOHN DRINKWATER BONNY EARL OF MURRAY , THE , ANONYMOUS Boy's SONG , A , JAMES ...
... MAID , THE , ALFRED TENNYSON BELLE DAME SANS MERCI , LA , JOHN KEATS BELLS OF HEAVEN , THE , RALPH HODGSON BELLS OF LONDON , THE , NURSERY RHYME BLACKBIRD , JOHN DRINKWATER BONNY EARL OF MURRAY , THE , ANONYMOUS Boy's SONG , A , JAMES ...
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... MAID'S SONG , THE , ROBERT HERRICK 110 III 138 MESIA'S SONG , ROBERT GREENE 82 MAN OF LIFE UPRIGHT , THE , THOMAS CAMPION 109 MARY'S LAMB , NURSERY RHYME MEADOWS , TO , ROBERT HERRICK 198 MENAPHON'S ROUNDELAY , ROBERT GREENE MOON , THE ...
... MAID'S SONG , THE , ROBERT HERRICK 110 III 138 MESIA'S SONG , ROBERT GREENE 82 MAN OF LIFE UPRIGHT , THE , THOMAS CAMPION 109 MARY'S LAMB , NURSERY RHYME MEADOWS , TO , ROBERT HERRICK 198 MENAPHON'S ROUNDELAY , ROBERT GREENE MOON , THE ...
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... PRINCES , ANONYMOUS WHERE ARE YOU going , my PRETTY MAID , NURSERY RHYME 82 37 WIDDICOMBE FAIR , OLD BALLAD 18 WILD DUCK , THE , JOHN MASEFIELD 178 WINDMILL , THE , ROBERT BRIDGES 168 WISH , A , ABRAHAM COWLEY WISH , A , xii CONTENTS.
... PRINCES , ANONYMOUS WHERE ARE YOU going , my PRETTY MAID , NURSERY RHYME 82 37 WIDDICOMBE FAIR , OLD BALLAD 18 WILD DUCK , THE , JOHN MASEFIELD 178 WINDMILL , THE , ROBERT BRIDGES 168 WISH , A , ABRAHAM COWLEY WISH , A , xii CONTENTS.
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... maid ! with looks intent Again she stretch'd , again she bent , Nor knew the gulf between — Malignant Fate sat by and smiled- The slippery verge her feet beguiled ; · She tumbled headlong in ! Eight times emerging from the flood She mew ...
... maid ! with looks intent Again she stretch'd , again she bent , Nor knew the gulf between — Malignant Fate sat by and smiled- The slippery verge her feet beguiled ; · She tumbled headlong in ! Eight times emerging from the flood She mew ...
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... MAID ANONYMOUS HER arms across her breast she laid ; She was more fair than words can say : Bare - footed came the beggar maid Before the king Cophetua . In robe and crown the king stept down , To meet and greet her on her way : " It is ...
... MAID ANONYMOUS HER arms across her breast she laid ; She was more fair than words can say : Bare - footed came the beggar maid Before the king Cophetua . In robe and crown the king stept down , To meet and greet her on her way : " It is ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON bells beneath Bill Brewer birds blue boughs bowers breast cold cries daffodils Dan'l Whiddon dance dark dear doth dream e'en earth eyes fair FEET IN ANCIENT fields flocks flowers friends gipsy golden grass grave gray green Greensleeves Harry Hawk hath head hear heart Heaven Heigho hill Jan Stewer JOHN keel row Lady Street live looks Lord Lord Randal maid merry mind moon morning never night o'er Old Uncle pale pass'd PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Peter Gurney pipe Piper pleasure poet poetry poor RALPH HODGSON rats Ring ROBERT HERRICK round rowley powley Samian wine says Anthony Rowley says Rowley shade shepherd shining sing sleep smile song sweet thee thine things Thou hast tree Uncle Tom Cobbleigh W. H. DAVIES wild WILLIAM BLAKE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wood
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Страница xix - O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,. Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing. Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
Страница 150 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose; I still had hopes — for pride attends us still — Amidst the swains to show my...
Страница 86 - And where are they? and where art thou, My country? On thy voiceless shore The heroic lay is tuneless now, The heroic bosom beats no more ! And must thy lyre, so long divine, Degenerate into hands like mine?
Страница 189 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Страница 103 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Страница 20 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Страница 195 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Страница 109 - Sea that bares her bosom to the moon; The winds that will be howling at all hours, And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers; For this, for everything, we are out of tune; It moves us not.
Страница 23 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles.
Страница 150 - The noisy geese that gabbled o'er the pool, The playful children just let loose from school, The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind; — These all in sweet confusion sought the shade, And fill'd each pause the nightingale had made.