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... baby , sleep . WILLIAM BROWNE OF TAVISTOCK XXV PLAYING ON THE BEACH Whoso hath seen young lads ( to sport them- selves ) Run in a low ebb to the sandy shelves ; Where seriously they work in digging wells , Or building 18 ENGLISH VERSE.
... baby , sleep . WILLIAM BROWNE OF TAVISTOCK XXV PLAYING ON THE BEACH Whoso hath seen young lads ( to sport them- selves ) Run in a low ebb to the sandy shelves ; Where seriously they work in digging wells , Or building 18 ENGLISH VERSE.
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... seen no more ; O stern word , Nevermore ! Full short his journey was ; no dust Of earth unto his sandals clave ; The weary weight , that old men must , He bore not to the grave . He seem'd a cherub who had lost his way And wander'd ...
... seen no more ; O stern word , Nevermore ! Full short his journey was ; no dust Of earth unto his sandals clave ; The weary weight , that old men must , He bore not to the grave . He seem'd a cherub who had lost his way And wander'd ...
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... seen Thou would'st have weept had'st thou this Marble been . From a brass in the Chancel of Reigate Parish Church . XL CHRISTMAS CAROL God bless the master of this house , The mistress also , And all the little children , That round the ...
... seen Thou would'st have weept had'st thou this Marble been . From a brass in the Chancel of Reigate Parish Church . XL CHRISTMAS CAROL God bless the master of this house , The mistress also , And all the little children , That round the ...
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... seen ; Rare splendours , yellow , blue , red , white , and green , Mine eyes did everywhere behold . Great wonders clothed with glory did appear , Amazement was my bliss , That and my wealth was everywhere ; No joy to this ! Cursed and ...
... seen ; Rare splendours , yellow , blue , red , white , and green , Mine eyes did everywhere behold . Great wonders clothed with glory did appear , Amazement was my bliss , That and my wealth was everywhere ; No joy to this ! Cursed and ...
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... THE FOURTH BIRTHDAY · Old creeping time , with silent tread , Has stol'n four years o'er Molly's head ; The rosebud opens on her cheek , The meaning eyes begin to speak ; And in each smiling look is seen The innocence which 54 ENGLISH ...
... THE FOURTH BIRTHDAY · Old creeping time , with silent tread , Has stol'n four years o'er Molly's head ; The rosebud opens on her cheek , The meaning eyes begin to speak ; And in each smiling look is seen The innocence which 54 ENGLISH ...
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Adelaide Anne Procter angels babe beauty birds blest bliss blue born breast breath bright buds childhood childish clouds dark dead dear death deep delight doth dreams earth eyes F. T. PALGRAVE face fair father fear feet flowers G. K. Chesterton garden glory golden grace grave green grief happy Hartley Coleridge hath hear heard heart Heaven HELEN PARRY EDEN hills infant innocence King kiss knee lambs laugh light lips little birdie little child look Lord lullaby Messrs morning mother never night o'er Papa permission play poems Richard Corbet rose round shine sigh sing sleep smile snow soft song soul stars sweet baby T. E. Brown tears tell tender thee thine things Thomas Traherne thou art thought tree twas unto voice vrom W. H. Davies wild William Allingham wind wonder young
Popular passages
Page 82 - The floating Clouds their state shall lend To her ; for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Page 96 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be ; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Page xviii - Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not : for of such is the kingdom of God. Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein. And he took them up in his arms, put his hands upon them, and blessed them.
Page 102 - 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," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Page 154 - Some ship in distress, that cannot live In such an angry sea!" "O father! I see a gleaming light, O say, what may it be?" But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave, On the Lake of Galilee.
Page 95 - But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realised, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Page 9 - And, father cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven: If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Page 9 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form ; Then have I reason to be fond of grief.
Page 59 - Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile,) Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here ? I would not trust my heart — the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might...
Page 153 - Last night the moon had a golden ring, And to-night no moon we see!" The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he.