Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin1806 |
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Արդյունքներ 17–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... Water Hay - Making Noon To a Hedge - Sparrow The approach of a Storm The Huntsman · - - - - Pope Williams Williams Dryden's Virgil Collins Original - Pope's Homer - · Pope's Homer Pitt's Virgil - Anon . · - Pope's Homer - Pope's Homer ...
... Water Hay - Making Noon To a Hedge - Sparrow The approach of a Storm The Huntsman · - - - - Pope Williams Williams Dryden's Virgil Collins Original - Pope's Homer - · Pope's Homer Pitt's Virgil - Anon . · - Pope's Homer - Pope's Homer ...
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... waters sound ; The fairest of the fold he bears away , And to his nest compels the struggling prey . He scorns the game by meaner hunters tore , And dips his talons in no vulgar gore . With lovelier pomp along the grassy plain The ...
... waters sound ; The fairest of the fold he bears away , And to his nest compels the struggling prey . He scorns the game by meaner hunters tore , And dips his talons in no vulgar gore . With lovelier pomp along the grassy plain The ...
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... water makes to him Most pleasant melody . And when the evening light decays , And all is calm around , There is sweet music to his ear In the distant sheep - bell's sound . And To Fortune . And sweet the neighbouring church's bell That ...
... water makes to him Most pleasant melody . And when the evening light decays , And all is calm around , There is sweet music to his ear In the distant sheep - bell's sound . And To Fortune . And sweet the neighbouring church's bell That ...
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... d ; One cruise of water on his back he bore , And his light scrip contain'd a scanty store ; A fan of painted feathers in his hand , To guard his shaded face from scorching sand . The Hassan , or , The Camel Driver . 59 The.
... d ; One cruise of water on his back he bore , And his light scrip contain'd a scanty store ; A fan of painted feathers in his hand , To guard his shaded face from scorching sand . The Hassan , or , The Camel Driver . 59 The.
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... bogs ; And fills his maw with fish , or with loquacious frogs . But when in muddy pools the water sinks , And the chapt earth is furrow'd o'er with chinks , He 68 Content . He leaves the fens and leaps upon Young Young Young.
... bogs ; And fills his maw with fish , or with loquacious frogs . But when in muddy pools the water sinks , And the chapt earth is furrow'd o'er with chinks , He 68 Content . He leaves the fens and leaps upon Young Young Young.
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Էջ 18 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Էջ 67 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Էջ 104 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Էջ 4 - O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know.
Էջ 55 - Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz
Էջ 31 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Էջ 144 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Էջ 102 - What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ! Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just ; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Էջ 48 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
Էջ 120 - Silently as a dream the fabric rose; No sound of hammer or of saw was there.