The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company no. 253, Market street., 1840 - 522 страница |
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... cold as stone ! Who will be parents to us now That ours are dead and gone ? " " Weep not , " said faithful Marien , " Man's heart is not so hard , But it your friendless misery Will tenderly regard ! " And I with you will still abide ...
... cold as stone ! Who will be parents to us now That ours are dead and gone ? " " Weep not , " said faithful Marien , " Man's heart is not so hard , But it your friendless misery Will tenderly regard ! " And I with you will still abide ...
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... cold . PART X. " OH leave us not sweet Marien ! " The little children spake ; For if thou leave us here , alone , Our wretched hearts will break . " She left them not - kind Marien ! And in a noisome room , Day after day , week after ...
... cold . PART X. " OH leave us not sweet Marien ! " The little children spake ; For if thou leave us here , alone , Our wretched hearts will break . " She left them not - kind Marien ! And in a noisome room , Day after day , week after ...
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... cold ; They learn what toil and sorrow mean ere they are five years old . -The poor man's child must step aside if the rich man's child go by ; And scarcely aught may minister to his little vanity . - array away . The finely spun , the ...
... cold ; They learn what toil and sorrow mean ere they are five years old . -The poor man's child must step aside if the rich man's child go by ; And scarcely aught may minister to his little vanity . - array away . The finely spun , the ...
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... cold I've got ! Do , shut that window , Jenny , or we shall all die of cold ; And mend the fire , can't you , as you already have been told ! You may fancy if you please , but you'll never know And let's have a cup of tea , for I'm just ...
... cold I've got ! Do , shut that window , Jenny , or we shall all die of cold ; And mend the fire , can't you , as you already have been told ! You may fancy if you please , but you'll never know And let's have a cup of tea , for I'm just ...
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... cold , With ice - crags splintered hoar and old , Jagged with woods of storm - beat pines , Where a cold moon gleams , a cold sun shines , And all through this distant land we'll go In a dog - drawn sledge o'er the frozen snow , On ...
... cold , With ice - crags splintered hoar and old , Jagged with woods of storm - beat pines , Where a cold moon gleams , a cold sun shines , And all through this distant land we'll go In a dog - drawn sledge o'er the frozen snow , On ...
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Achzib ADONIJAH Amariah angels ANNE BOLEYN ARIOCH arms art thou Babylon beauty behold BELSHAZZAR beneath BENINA BIANCA bird bless blood breath bright brow CALLIAS Caswallon child clouds cold coursers dark dead dear death deep didst dost doth earth Endymion eyes fair father FAZIO fear fierce flowers gentle glory gold golden green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hengist holy IMLAH King lady LADY ROCHFORD light lips look Lord MARGARITA Marien mercy morning mother Nabonassar ne'er neath night NITOCRIS noble o'er OLYBIUS pale poor pride proud Queen Raym rich round Samor sate Saxon seem'd shalt silent sleep soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne tree unto voice Vortigern Vortimer weary weep wild wilt wind wings wonder youth
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Страница 69 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead: That is the grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Страница 433 - The tender and delicate woman among you, which would not adventure to set the sole of her foot upon the ground for delicateness and tenderness...
Страница 45 - Of old romance. These let us wish away, And turn, sole-thoughted, to one Lady there, Whose heart had brooded, all that wintry day, On love, and wing'd St. Agnes' saintly care, As she had heard old dames full many times declare. VI. They told her how, upon St. Agnes...
Страница 61 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shall remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty...
Страница 30 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Страница 46 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Страница 45 - Ah, happy chance! the aged creature came, Shuffling along with ivory-headed wand, To where he stood, hid from the torch's flame, Behind a broad hall-pillar, far beyond The sound of merriment and chorus bland: He startled her; but soon she knew his face, And grasp'd his fingers in her palsied hand, Saying, 'Mercy, Porphyro!
Страница 45 - All saints to give him sight of Madeline, But for one moment in the tedious hours, That he might gaze and worship all unseen ; Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss — in sooth such things have been.
Страница 27 - Your lutes, and gentler fate ! We follow Bacchus ! Bacchus on the wing, A conquering! Bacchus, young Bacchus ! good or ill betide, We dance before him thorough kingdoms wide : — Come hither, lady fair, and joined be To our wild minstrelsy...
Страница 129 - God might have bade the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak-tree and the cedar-tree, Without a flower at all. We might have had enough, enough For every want of ours, For luxury, medicine and toil, And yet have had no flowers.