The second Poetical reading book, compiled, with notes, by W. McLeod |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果，共 14 筆
第 10 頁
Who warms the heart to heave With thousand feelings soft and sweet , And
prompts the aspiring soul to leave The earth we tread beneath our feet , And soar
away on pinions fleet , Beyond the scene of mortal strife , With fair ethereal forms
to ...
Who warms the heart to heave With thousand feelings soft and sweet , And
prompts the aspiring soul to leave The earth we tread beneath our feet , And soar
away on pinions fleet , Beyond the scene of mortal strife , With fair ethereal forms
to ...
第 14 頁
Sister ! my young rose treeThat all the spring has been my pleasant care , Just
putting forth its leaves so green and fair , I give to thee . “ And when its roses
bloom , ' I shall be gone away - my short life done ! But will you not bestow a
single one ...
Sister ! my young rose treeThat all the spring has been my pleasant care , Just
putting forth its leaves so green and fair , I give to thee . “ And when its roses
bloom , ' I shall be gone away - my short life done ! But will you not bestow a
single one ...
第 25 頁
... aught , any thing ; glide , move gently ; state - ly , majestically ; skirts , the
borders . These are thy glorious works , Parent of good ! , Almighty ! Thine this
universal frame , Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable
, who ...
... aught , any thing ; glide , move gently ; state - ly , majestically ; skirts , the
borders . These are thy glorious works , Parent of good ! , Almighty ! Thine this
universal frame , Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable
, who ...
第 45 頁
... and love - exalted youth : The wandering mariner , whose eye explores The
wealthiest isles , the most enchanting shores , Views not a realm so bountiful and
fair , Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air ; In every clime the magnet of his soul ...
... and love - exalted youth : The wandering mariner , whose eye explores The
wealthiest isles , the most enchanting shores , Views not a realm so bountiful and
fair , Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air ; In every clime the magnet of his soul ...
第 52 頁
In mine own land the sun shines bright , The morning breeze blows fair ; I must
not look upon that light , I must not feel that air . The chain is heavy on my heart ,
Although my limbs are free : A bitter , bitter loss thou art , O precious liberty !
In mine own land the sun shines bright , The morning breeze blows fair ; I must
not look upon that light , I must not feel that air . The chain is heavy on my heart ,
Although my limbs are free : A bitter , bitter loss thou art , O precious liberty !
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第 102 頁 - tis his will : Let but the commons hear this testament, (Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read) And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood ; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
第 26 頁 - Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. Ye mists and exhalations, that now rise From hill or steaming lake, dusky, or gray, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honour to the world's great Author rise...
第 83 頁 - tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes, there must be joy.
第 69 頁 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
第 120 頁 - No sound of joy or sorrow Was heard from either bank, But friends and foes in dumb surprise, With parted lips and straining eyes, Stood gazing where he sank ; And when above the surges They saw his crest appear, All Rome sent forth a rapturous cry, And even the ranks of Tuscany Could scarce forbear to cheer.
第 36 頁 - WHEN the British warrior queen. Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods. Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief ; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage, and full of grief.
第 37 頁 - 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...
第 91 頁 - God, and fill the hills with praise! Thou too, hoar Mount! with thy sky-pointing peaks, Oft from whose feet the avalanche, unheard, Shoots downward, glittering through the pure serene Into the depth of clouds, that veil thy breast Thou too again, stupendous Mountain!
第 70 頁 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
第 103 頁 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle: I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on; 'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii: Look, in this place ran Cassius...
書目資訊
| 書名 | The second Poetical reading book, compiled, with notes, by W. McLeod |
| 編者 | Walter McLeod |
| 出版日期 | 1850 |
| 來源： | 牛津大學 |
| 已數位化 | 2006年9月26日 |
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