Moxon's standard penny readings [ed. by T. Hood]., Հատոր 3 |
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... beneath a hill , And with the last deep groan his breath had fetched The waters of the spring were trembling still . And now , too happy for repose or rest , ( Never had living man such joyful lot ! ) Sir Walter walked all round , north ...
... beneath a hill , And with the last deep groan his breath had fetched The waters of the spring were trembling still . And now , too happy for repose or rest , ( Never had living man such joyful lot ! ) Sir Walter walked all round , north ...
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... beneath the flowering thorn He heard the birds their morning carols sing ; And he , perhaps , for aught we know , was born Not half a furlong from that self - same spring . Now , here is neither grass nor pleasant shade ; HART - LEAP ...
... beneath the flowering thorn He heard the birds their morning carols sing ; And he , perhaps , for aught we know , was born Not half a furlong from that self - same spring . Now , here is neither grass nor pleasant shade ; HART - LEAP ...
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... some fair Circassian bride , Or Georgian girl , the Harem's boast , and fit for sultan's side ; Methought I lifted up her veil , and saw dark eyes beneath , Mild as gazelle's , a snowy brow , ripe lips THE DESERT - BORN . 23.
... some fair Circassian bride , Or Georgian girl , the Harem's boast , and fit for sultan's side ; Methought I lifted up her veil , and saw dark eyes beneath , Mild as gazelle's , a snowy brow , ripe lips THE DESERT - BORN . 23.
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... watery tasks . At sunrise they leap From their cradles steep In the cave of the shelving hill ; At noon - tide they flow Through the woods below And the meadows of Asphodel ; And at night they sleep In the rocking deep Beneath 74 ARETHUSA .
... watery tasks . At sunrise they leap From their cradles steep In the cave of the shelving hill ; At noon - tide they flow Through the woods below And the meadows of Asphodel ; And at night they sleep In the rocking deep Beneath 74 ARETHUSA .
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Moxon Edward and co Thomas Hood. And at night they sleep In the rocking deep Beneath the Ortygian shore ; Like spirits that lie In the azure sky When they love but live no more . A WEARY LOT IS THINE , FAIR MAID . BY ARETHUSA . 75.
Moxon Edward and co Thomas Hood. And at night they sleep In the rocking deep Beneath the Ortygian shore ; Like spirits that lie In the azure sky When they love but live no more . A WEARY LOT IS THINE , FAIR MAID . BY ARETHUSA . 75.
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Էջ 66 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Էջ 68 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown...
Էջ 186 - And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Էջ 50 - Far off the farmer came into the field And spied her not; for none of all his men Dare tell him Dora waited with the child; And Dora would have risen and gone to him, But her heart fail'd her; and the reapers reap'd, And the sun fell, and all the land was dark.
Էջ 10 - THE moving accident is not my trade ; To freeze the blood I have no ready arts : 'Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts.
Էջ 126 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful schooldays: All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Էջ 77 - ... weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green. — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew. ' This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But she shall bloom in winter snow Ere we two meet again.
Էջ 76 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love I No more of me you knew.
Էջ 42 - DORA. WITH farmer Allan at the farm abode William and Dora. William was his son, And she his niece. He often look'd at them. And often thought,
Էջ 69 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?