PoemsMacmillan and Company, 1895 - 220页 |
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... head , controlling the risible muscles , but alive to the humours of the situation . His great Those readers who are pleased by animated narra- tive in verse may find much to enjoy in Madoc . That Southey over - valued his poem is ...
... head , controlling the risible muscles , but alive to the humours of the situation . His great Those readers who are pleased by animated narra- tive in verse may find much to enjoy in Madoc . That Southey over - valued his poem is ...
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... head , And dallies with the autumnal storm , whose rage Tempests the great sea - waves ; slowly it rose , Slowly its strength increased through many an age , And timidly did its light leaves disclose , As doubtful of the spring , their ...
... head , And dallies with the autumnal storm , whose rage Tempests the great sea - waves ; slowly it rose , Slowly its strength increased through many an age , And timidly did its light leaves disclose , As doubtful of the spring , their ...
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... head ; When Freedom hath her holy banners spread Over all nations , now in one just cause United ; when with one sublime accord Europe throws off the yoke abhorr'd , And Loyalty and Faith and Ancient Laws Follow the avenging sword ! Woe ...
... head ; When Freedom hath her holy banners spread Over all nations , now in one just cause United ; when with one sublime accord Europe throws off the yoke abhorr'd , And Loyalty and Faith and Ancient Laws Follow the avenging sword ! Woe ...
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... head ! All nations curse thee , France ! for wheresoe'er In peace or war thy banner hath been spread , All forms of human woe have follow'd there . The Living and the Dead Cry out alike against thee ! They who bear , Crouching beneath ...
... head ! All nations curse thee , France ! for wheresoe'er In peace or war thy banner hath been spread , All forms of human woe have follow'd there . The Living and the Dead Cry out alike against thee ! They who bear , Crouching beneath ...
第21页
... head laid low , Even yet , O France ! averts thy punishment . Open thine eyes ! too long hast thou been blind ; Take vengeance for thyself , and for mankind ! France ! if thou lovest thine ancient fame , Revenge thy sufferings and thy ...
... head laid low , Even yet , O France ! averts thy punishment . Open thine eyes ! too long hast thou been blind ; Take vengeance for thyself , and for mankind ! France ! if thou lovest thine ancient fame , Revenge thy sufferings and thy ...
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第55页 - And often when I go to plough. The ploughshare turns them out; For many thousand men," said he, " Were slain in that 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 what they killed each other for."
第2页 - With tears of thoughtful gratitude. My thoughts are with the Dead, with them I live in long-past years, Their virtues love, their faults condemn, Partake their hopes and fears, And from their lessons seek and find Instruction with an humble mind.
第54页 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
第75页 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
第11页 - And hitting and splitting, And shining and twining, And rattling and battling, And shaking and quaking, And pouring and roaring, And waving and raving...
第11页 - The cataract strong Then plunges along, Striking and raging As if a war waging Its caverns and rocks among ; Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Swelling and sweeping, Showering and springing, Flying and flinging, Writhing and ringing, Eddying and whisking, Spouting and frisking, Turning and twisting, Around and around With endless rebound ; Smiting and fighting, A sight to delight in ; Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound.
第66页 - The poor folk flocked from far and near ; The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then when he saw it could hold no more Bishop Hatto he made fast the door ; And while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn and burnt them all. " I' faith, 'tis an excellent bonfire ! " quoth he, " And the country is greatly obliged to me, For ridding it in these times forlorn, Of rats, that only consume the corn.
第73页 - And there was not a cloud in the sky. He drank of the water so cool and clear, For thirsty and hot was he ; And he sat down upon the bank, Under the willow-tree.