Flowers of poetry, for young persons: a companion to miss Taylor's Original poems. 2vols, Հատոր 11835 |
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... never known- Who loves to glide unseen along , Unnoticed by the idle throng Whom Fashion calls her own ; Who shines , nor her own shining sees , Who pleases without toil to please , — Unstain'd , untouch'd by art ; - Distinguish'd by ...
... never known- Who loves to glide unseen along , Unnoticed by the idle throng Whom Fashion calls her own ; Who shines , nor her own shining sees , Who pleases without toil to please , — Unstain'd , untouch'd by art ; - Distinguish'd by ...
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... never tried Were withered in the grave . I asked , if Vice could bliss bestow ? Vice boasted loud and well ; But , fading from her withered brow , The borrowed roses fell , I sought of Feeling - if her skill Could soothe the wounded ...
... never tried Were withered in the grave . I asked , if Vice could bliss bestow ? Vice boasted loud and well ; But , fading from her withered brow , The borrowed roses fell , I sought of Feeling - if her skill Could soothe the wounded ...
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... never shew thee more The love I feel for thee ; A love I never knew before , Till thou wert reft from me ! Yet it shall be a sad relief , A mournful solace to my grief , To love thy memory ; O never shall thy name depart , Thou hast a ...
... never shew thee more The love I feel for thee ; A love I never knew before , Till thou wert reft from me ! Yet it shall be a sad relief , A mournful solace to my grief , To love thy memory ; O never shall thy name depart , Thou hast a ...
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... shine On all her mourner's eyes ; And on her mountains beauteous stand The messengers of peace : " Salvation by the Lord's right hand ! ” They shout and never cease . XXXVIII . THE MOSS IN THE DESERT . Ан ! FOR YOUNG PERSONS . 69.
... shine On all her mourner's eyes ; And on her mountains beauteous stand The messengers of peace : " Salvation by the Lord's right hand ! ” They shout and never cease . XXXVIII . THE MOSS IN THE DESERT . Ан ! FOR YOUNG PERSONS . 69.
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... never could perceive , Nor could my feeble hand have stay'd . Then shall I still pursue my way O'er this wild desert's sun - burnt soil , To where the ocean's swelling spray Washes my long'd - for native isle . XXXIX . THE EVENING WALK ...
... never could perceive , Nor could my feeble hand have stay'd . Then shall I still pursue my way O'er this wild desert's sun - burnt soil , To where the ocean's swelling spray Washes my long'd - for native isle . XXXIX . THE EVENING WALK ...
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Angel beams beauty Beneath birds bless bliss bloom blossom breast breath bright brow busy Bee charms cheerful clouds dance delight dwell e'er earth earthly Emblems Ev'n fair fairest faithless fear flowers Forget-me-not friendship gale gild Glow-worm grace green grief happiness heaven Heaven's gate holly tree honours hope hour IMESS infant leaves life's light Lord Lord's Prayer loves me best memory mind mine-a morning MOSS ROSE Nature's Ne'er night o'er peace pleasure porringer pow'r praise primrose hill provideth rest rills rise rose-tree roses round sacred scene serene shade shining sigh sing sinks Sister's love smiling day smiling plains smooth soft song sorrow soul Spring storms strong to save sweet Swift Birds tears thee thine thou thought thro tomts truth Twill vale virtue voice voice of Spring wandering fires wave wild wing Winter young youth
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Էջ 35 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye Sons of Light, Angels — for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing — ye in heaven; On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Էջ 94 - Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, " Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side. My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem ; And there upon the ground I sit — I sit and sing to them.
Էջ 34 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ; Thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sit'st above these Heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Էջ 92 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Էջ 35 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Էջ 87 - Sweet drop of pure and pearly light ! In thee the rays of Virtue shine ; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine.
Էջ 91 - ... -A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
Էջ 75 - Play on, play on ; I am with you there, In the midst of your merry ring: I can feel the thrill of the daring jump, And the rush of the breathless swing. I hide with you in the fragrant hay, And I whoop the smothered call, And my feet slip up on the seedy floor, And I care not for the fall.
Էջ 95 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side". "How many are you, then, "said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Էջ 45 - No fountain from its rocky cave E'er tripped with foot so free ; She seemed as happy as a wave That dances on the sea. ISO " There came from me a sigh of pain Which I could ill confine ; I looked at her and looked again: — And did not wish her mine.