Book of juvenile poetry, selected from the best authors [signed E.D.].1864 |
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Σελίδα x
... Hope J. G. Whittier Content Cunningham .. .. Freedom On the Abolition of Slavery F. R. Lowell Earl of Cariisle The Soldier's Dream Campbell .. .. The Doctor .. In Sickness .. .. " My Father's at the Helm " Kindness to Animals The Bridge ...
... Hope J. G. Whittier Content Cunningham .. .. Freedom On the Abolition of Slavery F. R. Lowell Earl of Cariisle The Soldier's Dream Campbell .. .. The Doctor .. In Sickness .. .. " My Father's at the Helm " Kindness to Animals The Bridge ...
Σελίδα 68
... hope's decay And he pined , and pined , and wasted away , A skeleton gaunt and weak . And oft the pitying children brought Their offerings of meat and bread , And to coax him away to their homes they sought , But his buried master he ne ...
... hope's decay And he pined , and pined , and wasted away , A skeleton gaunt and weak . And oft the pitying children brought Their offerings of meat and bread , And to coax him away to their homes they sought , But his buried master he ne ...
Σελίδα 85
... hope , " said I , " the villain I would kill Has slipped between the door and the door - sill ; And if I make despatch , and follow hard , No doubt but I shall find him in the yard : For long ere now it should have been rehearsed ...
... hope , " said I , " the villain I would kill Has slipped between the door and the door - sill ; And if I make despatch , and follow hard , No doubt but I shall find him in the yard : For long ere now it should have been rehearsed ...
Σελίδα 150
... hope , and fear , and wistfulness United , left a trace . And gladly did he grant the boon ; The boy had pleaded well , And to the eager child he said , “ Yes , you shall ring the bell ! " The Fountain . Oh , what a proud and happy 150 ...
... hope , and fear , and wistfulness United , left a trace . And gladly did he grant the boon ; The boy had pleaded well , And to the eager child he said , “ Yes , you shall ring the bell ! " The Fountain . Oh , what a proud and happy 150 ...
Σελίδα 172
... hope that in her court , good king , He would no longer stay . " Am I rewarded thus , " quoth he , " In giving all I have Unto my children , and to beg I'll For what I lately gave ? go unto my Gonorell : My second child , I know , Will ...
... hope that in her court , good king , He would no longer stay . " Am I rewarded thus , " quoth he , " In giving all I have Unto my children , and to beg I'll For what I lately gave ? go unto my Gonorell : My second child , I know , Will ...
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Σελίδα 349 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Σελίδα 49 - THE LANDING OF THE PILGRIM FATHERS IN NEW ENGLAND. ?HE breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed. And the heavy night hung dark. The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Σελίδα 133 - It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May.
Σελίδα 25 - King is come to marshal us, in all his armor drest, And he has bound a snow-white plume upon his gallant crest. He looked upon his people, and a tear was in his eye ; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout,
Σελίδα 359 - Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod;' Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Σελίδα 30 - Peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales, Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the- wind the Wrekin's crest of light, Till broad and fierce the star came forth on Ely's stately fane, And tower and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the boundless plain ; Till Belvoir's lordly terraces the sign to Lincoln sent, And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide vale of Trent; Till...
Σελίδα 161 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay ; And there he threw the wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play.
Σελίδα 122 - I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said ; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodlai.d air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Σελίδα 159 - And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipp'd from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw.
Σελίδα 42 - ... misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.