The book of poetry for schools and families [ed.] by W. DavisWilliam Davis (B.A.) 1869 - 184 pages |
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... thee save , thou reverend friar , I pray thee tell to me , If ever at yon holy shrine My true - love thou didst see . " " And how should I know your true love 66 50 The Book of Poetry for Schools . PERCY The Friar of Orders Gray.
... thee save , thou reverend friar , I pray thee tell to me , If ever at yon holy shrine My true - love thou didst see . " " And how should I know your true love 66 50 The Book of Poetry for Schools . PERCY The Friar of Orders Gray.
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... didst thou die for love of me ? Break , cruel heart of stone ! " " Oh , weep not , lady , weep not so ; Some ghostly comfort seek ; Let not vain sorrows rive thy heart , Nor tears bedew thy cheek . " " Oh , do not , do not , holy friar ...
... didst thou die for love of me ? Break , cruel heart of stone ! " " Oh , weep not , lady , weep not so ; Some ghostly comfort seek ; Let not vain sorrows rive thy heart , Nor tears bedew thy cheek . " " Oh , do not , do not , holy friar ...
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... didst thou die for me ? Then farewell , home ; for evermore A pilgrim I will be . But first upon my true - love's grave My weary limbs I'll lay , And thrice I'll kiss the green grass turf That wraps his breathless clay . " " Yet stay ...
... didst thou die for me ? Then farewell , home ; for evermore A pilgrim I will be . But first upon my true - love's grave My weary limbs I'll lay , And thrice I'll kiss the green grass turf That wraps his breathless clay . " " Yet stay ...
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... didst thou travel on life's common way , In cheerful godliness ; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on itself did lay . ODE ON THE INTIMATIONS OF IMMOR- TALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF 84 The Book of Poetry for Schools . Sonnet to Milton.
... didst thou travel on life's common way , In cheerful godliness ; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on itself did lay . ODE ON THE INTIMATIONS OF IMMOR- TALITY FROM RECOLLECTIONS OF 84 The Book of Poetry for Schools . Sonnet to Milton.
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... didst thou start ? How many long days and long weeks didst thou num- ber , Ere he faded before thee , the friend of thy heart ? And oh , was it meet that — no requiem read o'er him , No mother to weep , and no friend to deplore him ...
... didst thou start ? How many long days and long weeks didst thou num- ber , Ere he faded before thee , the friend of thy heart ? And oh , was it meet that — no requiem read o'er him , No mother to weep , and no friend to deplore him ...
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Page 131 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 85 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare, Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Page 10 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players : They have their exits and their entrances ; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Page 74 - 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.
Page 105 - Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet In playing there, had found ; He came to ask what he had found, That was so large, and smooth, and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by ; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,
Page 86 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea Give themselves up to jollity, And with the heart of May Doth every Beast keep holiday...
Page 18 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Page 43 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year ; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place...
Page 160 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient!
Page 11 - My very noble and approved good masters, That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true ; true, I have married her : The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the soft phrase of peace ; For since these arms of mine had seven years...