Single Famous PoemsRossiter Johnson H. Holt, 1877 - 285 էջ |
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Էջ viii
... RING TO- NIGHT , DEATH - BED , A . DEATH OF NAPOLEON , THE DEATH'S FINAL CONQUEST , DONERAILE , A LITANY FOR DORIS , • DRIVING HOME THE COWS , EXEQUY , Alexander Wilson Joshua Sylvester Anonymous John Logan William J. Mickle Anonymous ...
... RING TO- NIGHT , DEATH - BED , A . DEATH OF NAPOLEON , THE DEATH'S FINAL CONQUEST , DONERAILE , A LITANY FOR DORIS , • DRIVING HOME THE COWS , EXEQUY , Alexander Wilson Joshua Sylvester Anonymous John Logan William J. Mickle Anonymous ...
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... ring Would not stay on which they did bring— It was too wide a peck ; And , to say truth - for out it must- It looked like the great collar - just- About our young colt's neck . Her feet beneath her petticoat , Like little mice , stole ...
... ring Would not stay on which they did bring— It was too wide a peck ; And , to say truth - for out it must- It looked like the great collar - just- About our young colt's neck . Her feet beneath her petticoat , Like little mice , stole ...
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... rings they run , Heaven shield their short - liv'd pastime , I implore ! For well may Freedom erst so dearly won , Appear to British elf more gladsome than the Sun. Enjoy , poor imps ! enjoy your sportive trade , And chase gay flies ...
... rings they run , Heaven shield their short - liv'd pastime , I implore ! For well may Freedom erst so dearly won , Appear to British elf more gladsome than the Sun. Enjoy , poor imps ! enjoy your sportive trade , And chase gay flies ...
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... blaze ? Thy tow'ring spirit now is broke , Thy neck is bended to the yoke . What foreign arms could never quell , By civil rage and rancor fell . The rural pipe and merry lay No more shall cheer 6 * THE TEARS OF SCOTLAND . 69.
... blaze ? Thy tow'ring spirit now is broke , Thy neck is bended to the yoke . What foreign arms could never quell , By civil rage and rancor fell . The rural pipe and merry lay No more shall cheer 6 * THE TEARS OF SCOTLAND . 69.
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... 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 views the shades of night ...
... 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 views the shades of night ...
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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...