Playtime with the poets: a selection of the best English poetry for the use of children, by a lady1863 |
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Σελίδα 11
... leaves , by soft winds fanned ; She faded ' midst Italian flowers , The last of that bright band . And parted thus they rest , who played Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they prayed Around one parent knee ; They ...
... leaves , by soft winds fanned ; She faded ' midst Italian flowers , The last of that bright band . And parted thus they rest , who played Beneath the same green tree ; Whose voices mingled as they prayed Around one parent knee ; They ...
Σελίδα 25
... leaf . Yet clinging to the naked bough ; The pale race scorn the aged chief , And I will join my fathers now . The spirits of my people bend At midnight from the solemn west , To me their kindly arms extend- They call me to their home ...
... leaf . Yet clinging to the naked bough ; The pale race scorn the aged chief , And I will join my fathers now . The spirits of my people bend At midnight from the solemn west , To me their kindly arms extend- They call me to their home ...
Σελίδα 31
... leaves which the winter hid so long ; And by the bursts of free triumphant singing , After cold silent months , the woods among ; And by the rending of the frozen chains , Which bound the glorious rivers on their plains . " Deem not the ...
... leaves which the winter hid so long ; And by the bursts of free triumphant singing , After cold silent months , the woods among ; And by the rending of the frozen chains , Which bound the glorious rivers on their plains . " Deem not the ...
Σελίδα 46
... leaf , There's a wail in the stream like the dirge of a chief ; The branches that rock to the tempest - strife Are groaning like things of troubled life ; The wind from the battle seems rushing by With a funeral march through the gloomy ...
... leaf , There's a wail in the stream like the dirge of a chief ; The branches that rock to the tempest - strife Are groaning like things of troubled life ; The wind from the battle seems rushing by With a funeral march through the gloomy ...
Σελίδα 66
... leaves That wide the whirlwind spreads . Halloo ! halloo ! away they go , Unheeding wet or dry ; And horse and rider snort and blow , And sparkling pebbles fly . And all that in the moonshine lay , Behind them 56 LENORA .
... leaves That wide the whirlwind spreads . Halloo ! halloo ! away they go , Unheeding wet or dry ; And horse and rider snort and blow , And sparkling pebbles fly . And all that in the moonshine lay , Behind them 56 LENORA .
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arms banner beneath Binnorie blood blow brave breast breath breeze bride bright brow cheer Chevy Chase child cloud courser cried dark dead dear death deep dost doth Earl Douglas Earl Percy fair falchion father fear fell foam gallant galloped Gelert gleam gone grave green hand Hark hast hath head hear heard heart heaven HEMANS Henry of Navarre horn horned owl horse hound Inchcape Rock John Barleycorn king Kirconnell lady light Lochinvar looked Lord loud maid MARGUERITE OF FRANCE moon morn mother Netherby never night noble o'er pale prayer quoth roar Robin rode rose round sails shook shore shroud sing Sir Patrick Spens slain sleep smile song soul sound spear steed stood storm stream sweet sword tears thee thou Twas voice waves weep wild Wildgrave wind wings
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Σελίδα 28 - Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!" he said; Into the valley of death Rode the six hundred. "Forward, the Light Brigade!
Σελίδα 177 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Σελίδα 145 - The Wedding-Guest he beat his breast, Yet he cannot choose but hear; And thus spake on that ancient man, The bright-eyed Mariner.
Σελίδα 29 - Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd. Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Σελίδα 153 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Σελίδα 162 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Σελίδα 194 - Then shook the hills with thunder riven. Then rushed the steed to battle driven, And louder than the bolts of heaven, 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 sulphurous canopy.
Σελίδα 184 - The bride at the altar ; Leave the deer, leave the steer, Leave nets and barges : Come with your fighting gear, Broadswords and targes. Come as the winds come, when Forests are rended, Come as the waves come, when Navies are stranded : Faster come, faster come, Faster and faster, Chief, vassal, page and groom, Tenant and master. Fast they come, fast they come ; See how they gather ! Wide waves the eagle plume Blended with heather. Cast your plaids, draw your blades, Forward each man set ! Pibroch...
Σελίδα 190 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Σελίδα 151 - Within the nether tip. One after one, by the star-dogged Moon, Too quick for groan or sigh, Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, And cursed me with his eye.