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... twas the self - same power divine Taught you to sing , and me to shine ; That you with music , I with light , Might beautify and cheer the night . " The songster heard his short oration , And warbling out his approbation , Released him ...
... twas the self - same power divine Taught you to sing , and me to shine ; That you with music , I with light , Might beautify and cheer the night . " The songster heard his short oration , And warbling out his approbation , Released him ...
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... Twas certain he could write and cipher too ; Lands he could measure , terms and tides pre- sage , And even the story ran that he could gauge ; In arguing too , the parson owned his skill , For e'en though vanquished , he could argue ...
... Twas certain he could write and cipher too ; Lands he could measure , terms and tides pre- sage , And even the story ran that he could gauge ; In arguing too , the parson owned his skill , For e'en though vanquished , he could argue ...
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... Twas built with turrets on a rising ground , And strong , and large , and unimproved around ; Its owner's temper , timorous and severe , Unkind and griping , caused a desert there . As near the miser's heavy doors they drew , Fierce ...
... Twas built with turrets on a rising ground , And strong , and large , and unimproved around ; Its owner's temper , timorous and severe , Unkind and griping , caused a desert there . As near the miser's heavy doors they drew , Fierce ...
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... pilgrim's bosom wrought With all the travail of uncertain thought ; His partner's acts without their cause appear , ' Twas there a vice , and seemed a madness here ; Detesting that , and pitying this , he goes , The Hermit . 4I.
... pilgrim's bosom wrought With all the travail of uncertain thought ; His partner's acts without their cause appear , ' Twas there a vice , and seemed a madness here ; Detesting that , and pitying this , he goes , The Hermit . 4I.
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... twas my ministry to deal the blow , ) The poor fond parent , humbled in the dust , Now owns in tears the punishment was just . " But now had all his fortune felt a wrack , Had that false servant sped in safety back ; This night his ...
... twas my ministry to deal the blow , ) The poor fond parent , humbled in the dust , Now owns in tears the punishment was just . " But now had all his fortune felt a wrack , Had that false servant sped in safety back ; This night his ...
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第 254 頁 - I REMEMBER. I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window, where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away...
第 58 頁 - We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow.
第 97 頁 - 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...
第 26 頁 - Imagination fondly stoops to trace The parlour splendours of that festive place ; The white-wash'd wall, the nicely sanded floor, The varnish'd clock that click'd behind the door ; The chest contrived a double debt to pay, A bed by night, a chest of drawers by day...
第 77 頁 - Far flashed the red artillery. But redder yet that light shall glow On Linden's hills of stained snow, And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. 'Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave...
第 153 頁 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother: And in the churchyard cottage I Dwell near them with my mother.
第 212 頁 - For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago : Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day ? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again ? Whate'er the theme, the maiden sang As if her song could have no ending ; I saw her singing at her work, And o'er the sickle bending ; I listened, motionless and still ; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
第 45 頁 - I forget the hallowed grove, Where by the winding Ayr we met, To live one day of parting love ! Eternity will not efface Those records dear of transports past ; Thy image at our last embrace ; Ah ! little thought we 'twas our last ! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, O'erhung with wild woods, thickening, green ; The fragrant birch, and hawthorn hoar, Twined amorous round the raptured scene.
第 90 頁 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
第 154 頁 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,