English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1857 |
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... young than he And made in beauty's molde . The father left his little son , As plainlye doth appeare , When he to perfect age should come , Three hundred pounds a yeare . And to his little daughter Jane , Two hundred pounds in gold , To ...
... young than he And made in beauty's molde . The father left his little son , As plainlye doth appeare , When he to perfect age should come , Three hundred pounds a yeare . And to his little daughter Jane , Two hundred pounds in gold , To ...
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... young , And slay them in a wood . He told his wife , and all he had , He would the children send To be brought up in faire London With one that was his friend . Away then went the pretty babes , Rejoycing at that tide , Rejoycing with a ...
... young , And slay them in a wood . He told his wife , and all he had , He would the children send To be brought up in faire London With one that was his friend . Away then went the pretty babes , Rejoycing at that tide , Rejoycing with a ...
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... young and comely knighte . The child of Elle to his garden went , And stood at his garden pale , When , lo ! he beheld fair Emmeline's page Come trippinge downe the dale . The Child of Elle he hyed him thence , Y - wis he stoode not ...
... young and comely knighte . The child of Elle to his garden went , And stood at his garden pale , When , lo ! he beheld fair Emmeline's page Come trippinge downe the dale . The Child of Elle he hyed him thence , Y - wis he stoode not ...
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... young knighte and mee : Trust me , but for the carlish knighte , I never had fled from thee . " Oft have you call'd your Emmeline Your darling and your joye ; O ! let not , then , your harsh resolves Your Emmeline destroye . " The baron ...
... young knighte and mee : Trust me , but for the carlish knighte , I never had fled from thee . " Oft have you call'd your Emmeline Your darling and your joye ; O ! let not , then , your harsh resolves Your Emmeline destroye . " The baron ...
第33页
... great victory . " " Now tell us what ' twas all about , " Young Peterkin he cries ; And little Wilhelmine looks up , With wonder - waiting eyes ; " Now tell us all about the war , And c 3 33 SOUTHEY The Battle of Blenheim.
... great victory . " " Now tell us what ' twas all about , " Young Peterkin he cries ; And little Wilhelmine looks up , With wonder - waiting eyes ; " Now tell us all about the war , And c 3 33 SOUTHEY The Battle of Blenheim.
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Alba Longa arms Arth battle beneath bless blood bower Branksome Hall brave breast breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar cloud cried dark dead dear death deep doth dread earth Erle eyes fair falcon crest father fear fell fire flowers foes gallant glory grace grave green hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hill holy honourable Hubert HYMN JULIUS CÆSAR king ladye Lars Porsena light live LOCH KATRINE Lochinvar look Lord loud Marmion MELROSE ABBEY morn mountain ne'er Netherby never night o'er pale pilum Pleb praise pride quoth rest rise rose round Saint shade sight sing slain sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spears spirit star steed stood stream sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tower twas unto voice watch wave ween weep wind wing
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第47页 - YE Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze — Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe ! And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow, — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
第113页 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay. Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
第273页 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he, returning, chide, "Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?
第205页 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell; But hush!
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第48页 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak, She quells the floods below, As they roar on the shore, When the stormy tempests blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow.