The World's Best Poetry ...J. D. Morris, 1904 |
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ALEXANDRE CABANEL blood brave breath BRET HARTE brown Cæsar Captain Reece CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY cheek cold crew cried dark dead dear death Deborah Lee earth Echo eyes face fair father fell foes FRANCESCA DA RIMINI Francis Barton Gummere friends gazed Gilpin gone grave gray hair hand Harry Lee hast hath head hear heard heart heaven JOHN King kiss lady life-photograph lips live looked Lord lovers maiden NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS NATIONAL ANTHEM never night niversity of Gottingen nose o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES once painting photogravure pity POEMS OF TRAGEDY poet poetry Polyxena pray proud quoth RICHARD HENRY STODDARD rolled round Rustum sand side sing smile Sohrab song soul spake stood sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought took turned verse voice wear wild WILLIAM COWPER wind word young
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第59页 - Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men. Weigh the vessel up, Once dreaded by our foes! And mingle with our cup The tear that England owes. Her timbers yet are sound, And she may float again Full charged with England's thunder, And plough the distant main....
第146页 - That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allowed To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud.
第2页 - A double dungeon wall and wave Have made — and like a living grave. Below the surface of the lake The dark vault lies wherein we lay...
第12页 - tis not done: the attempt and not the deed Confounds us. Hark! I laid their daggers ready; He could not miss 'em.
第150页 - What news ? what news ? your tidings tell ; Tell me you must and shall — Say why bareheaded you are come, Or why you come at all ? Now Gilpin had a pleasant wit, And loved a timely joke ! And thus unto the calender In merry guise he spoke : I came because your horse would come ; And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, They are upon the road.
第182页 - WHEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.
第65页 - Speak, father!' once again he cried, 'If I may yet be gone!' And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
第33页 - And didst thou visit him no more? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place.
第187页 - Now in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always somewhere a weakest spot, In hub, tire, felloe, in spring, or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor, or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace — lurking still...
第146页 - Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty, screaming, came down stairs, The wine is left behind ! Good lack ! quoth he — yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword, When I do exercise.