Single Famous PoemsRossiter Johnson H. Holt, 1877 - 285 էջ |
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... feel the west wind Breathe health and plenty ; please my mind , To see sweet dew - drops kiss these flowers , And then washed off by April showers ; Here , hear my kenna sing a song : There , see a blackbird feed her young , Or a ...
... feel the west wind Breathe health and plenty ; please my mind , To see sweet dew - drops kiss these flowers , And then washed off by April showers ; Here , hear my kenna sing a song : There , see a blackbird feed her young , Or a ...
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... feels compassion touch his grateful soul . Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead , With heaping coals of fire upon his head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow , And loose from dross the silver runs below . " Long had our ...
... feels compassion touch his grateful soul . Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead , With heaping coals of fire upon his head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow , And loose from dross the silver runs below . " Long had our ...
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... feel Devouring flames , and murd'ring steel ! The pious mother doom'd to death , Forsaken wanders o'er the heath , The bleak wind whistles round her head , Her helpless orphans cry for bread ; Bereft of shelter , food , and friend , She ...
... feel Devouring flames , and murd'ring steel ! The pious mother doom'd to death , Forsaken wanders o'er the heath , The bleak wind whistles round her head , Her helpless orphans cry for bread ; Bereft of shelter , food , and friend , She ...
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... feels the chilling air . Nor , cruel Earl ! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude ; Your minions proud my peace destroy , By sullen frowns or pratings rude . “ Last night , as sad I chanced to stray , The village death - bell smote ...
... feels the chilling air . Nor , cruel Earl ! can I enjoy The humble charms of solitude ; Your minions proud my peace destroy , By sullen frowns or pratings rude . “ Last night , as sad I chanced to stray , The village death - bell smote ...
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... feeling due : Ungenerous youth ! thy boast how poor , To win a heart - and break it too ! [ No cold approach , no alter'd mien , Just what would make suspicion start ; No pause the dire extremes between , He made me blest - and broke my ...
... feeling due : Ungenerous youth ! thy boast how poor , To win a heart - and break it too ! [ No cold approach , no alter'd mien , Just what would make suspicion start ; No pause the dire extremes between , He made me blest - and broke my ...
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Էջ 104 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave...
Էջ 99 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Էջ 197 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Էջ 115 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Էջ 199 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Էջ 104 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Էջ 250 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Էջ 138 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Էջ 10 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Kaux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Էջ 120 - Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side...