Single Famous PoemsRossiter Johnson H. Holt, 1877 - 285 sivua |
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Sivu 33
... voice ill - boding , and the solemn sound . What should I do ? or whither turn ? Amaz'd , Confounded , to the dark recess I fly Of wood - hole ; straight my bristling hairs erect Through sudden fear ; a chilly sweat bedews My shuddering ...
... voice ill - boding , and the solemn sound . What should I do ? or whither turn ? Amaz'd , Confounded , to the dark recess I fly Of wood - hole ; straight my bristling hairs erect Through sudden fear ; a chilly sweat bedews My shuddering ...
Sivu 42
... voice of music ravish'd as he spoke ) . " Thy prayer , thy praise , thy life to vice unknown , In sweet memorial rise before the throne : These charms success in our bright region find And force an angel down , to calm thy mind ; For ...
... voice of music ravish'd as he spoke ) . " Thy prayer , thy praise , thy life to vice unknown , In sweet memorial rise before the throne : These charms success in our bright region find And force an angel down , to calm thy mind ; For ...
Sivu 52
... Yarrow , red ? Why on thy braes heard the voice of sorrow ? And why yon melancholious weeds Hung on the bonnie birks of Yarrow ? " What's yonder floats on the rueful , rueful flood 52 SINGLE FAMOUS POEMS . BRAES OF YARROW,
... Yarrow , red ? Why on thy braes heard the voice of sorrow ? And why yon melancholious weeds Hung on the bonnie birks of Yarrow ? " What's yonder floats on the rueful , rueful flood 52 SINGLE FAMOUS POEMS . BRAES OF YARROW,
Sivu 54
... voice the woods returning ; But lang ere night the spear was flown That slew my love , and left me mourning . " What can my barbarous , barbarous father do , But with his cruel rage pursue me ? My lover's blood is on thy spear— How ...
... voice the woods returning ; But lang ere night the spear was flown That slew my love , and left me mourning . " What can my barbarous , barbarous father do , But with his cruel rage pursue me ? My lover's blood is on thy spear— How ...
Sivu 76
... voice was heard to call , And thrice the raven flapped its wing Around the towers of Cumnor Hall . The mastiff howled at village door , The oaks were shattered on the green ; Woe was the hour , for nevermore That hapless Countess e'er ...
... voice was heard to call , And thrice the raven flapped its wing Around the towers of Cumnor Hall . The mastiff howled at village door , The oaks were shattered on the green ; Woe was the hour , for nevermore That hapless Countess e'er ...
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Muita painoksia - Näytä kaikki
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annuity arms Balaklava beauty Bengalese bless blood blow bonnie braes of Yarrow brave breast breath bright brow busk Busk ye cheek cold crown Cumnor Curfew dark dead dear death Doneraile doth dreams earth Evermore eyes fair father fear flowers gentle glass gleam glory grave gray green Grongar Hill hand hath head hear heard heart heaven ivy green jolly old pedagogue kiss lady land light live lonely look Malone Maryland morn mother never night o'er old oaken bucket pale rest RICHARD ALFRED MILLIKEN ring river river Lee rock rose round Shandon shine shore sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star-spangled banner stars sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou thought Tiger Tiger's tail to-night Vicar of Bray voice wave wear weary weel weep wild WILLIAM LAIDLAW wind wonder Yarrow
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Sivu 104 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave...
Sivu 99 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Sivu 197 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Sivu 115 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Sivu 199 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Sivu 104 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Sivu 250 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Sivu 138 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Sivu 10 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Kaux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Sivu 120 - Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side...