Book of juvenile poetry, selected from the best authors [signed E.D.].1864 |
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... hoped for more to - morrow . But oft some shining April morn Is darkened in an hour ; And blackest griefs o'er joyous homes , Alas ! unseen may lower . Not yet on Switzerland had dawned Her day of liberty William Tell.
... hoped for more to - morrow . But oft some shining April morn Is darkened in an hour ; And blackest griefs o'er joyous homes , Alas ! unseen may lower . Not yet on Switzerland had dawned Her day of liberty William Tell.
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... shining hot , do but stretch thy woollen chain , This beech is standing by , its covert thou canst gain ; For rain and mountain storms ! the like thou need'st not fear-- The rain and storm are things which scarcely can come here . Rest ...
... shining hot , do but stretch thy woollen chain , This beech is standing by , its covert thou canst gain ; For rain and mountain storms ! the like thou need'st not fear-- The rain and storm are things which scarcely can come here . Rest ...
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... shining in the dark , And knew the glowworm by his spark ; So stooping down from hawthorn top , He thought to put him in his crop . The worm , aware of his intent , Harangued him thus , right eloquent- Did you admire my lamp , quoth he ...
... shining in the dark , And knew the glowworm by his spark ; So stooping down from hawthorn top , He thought to put him in his crop . The worm , aware of his intent , Harangued him thus , right eloquent- Did you admire my lamp , quoth he ...
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... shining hair and face . She has thrown her bonnet by ; And her feet she has been dipping In the shallow waters ' flow- Now she holds them nakedly In her hands , all sleek and dripping , While she rocketh to and fro . Little Ellie sits ...
... shining hair and face . She has thrown her bonnet by ; And her feet she has been dipping In the shallow waters ' flow- Now she holds them nakedly In her hands , all sleek and dripping , While she rocketh to and fro . Little Ellie sits ...
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... shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down , And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those who will never come home to the town ; For men must work and women must weep , And the sooner ' tis over , the ...
... shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down , And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those who will never come home to the town ; For men must work and women must weep , And the sooner ' tis over , the ...
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Էջ 349 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Էջ 49 - THE LANDING OF THE PILGRIM FATHERS IN NEW ENGLAND. ?HE breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed. And the heavy night hung dark. The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Էջ 133 - It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May.
Էջ 25 - King is come to marshal us, in all his armor drest, And he has bound a snow-white plume upon his gallant crest. He looked upon his people, and a tear was in his eye ; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout,
Էջ 359 - Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod;' Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Էջ 30 - Peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales, Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the- wind the Wrekin's crest of light, Till broad and fierce the star came forth on Ely's stately fane, And tower and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the boundless plain ; Till Belvoir's lordly terraces the sign to Lincoln sent, And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide vale of Trent; Till...
Էջ 161 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play.
Էջ 122 - I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodlai.d air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Էջ 159 - And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipp'd from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw.
Էջ 42 - ... misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.