Acrostics in prose and verse, a sequel to Double acrostics by various authors, ed. by A.E.H.1867 |
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Σελίδα 53
... A thousand anecdotes she tells are any of them true ? 7. Turn your rapt gaze up to the stars at night , There you may see me , brightest of the bright . E. J. B. 99 . By this you regulate your time , And F 2 IN PROSE AND VERSE . 53 97. ...
... A thousand anecdotes she tells are any of them true ? 7. Turn your rapt gaze up to the stars at night , There you may see me , brightest of the bright . E. J. B. 99 . By this you regulate your time , And F 2 IN PROSE AND VERSE . 53 97. ...
Σελίδα 85
... star's ray . 3. Now tune your Doric reeds , And sing soft pastoral lays ; 4. And she you leave behind Will twine your brow with bays . 5. Seek then to emulate my deeds , And live in poet's song . 6. Fear not those tall thick reeds ; We ...
... star's ray . 3. Now tune your Doric reeds , And sing soft pastoral lays ; 4. And she you leave behind Will twine your brow with bays . 5. Seek then to emulate my deeds , And live in poet's song . 6. Fear not those tall thick reeds ; We ...
Σελίδα 91
... star of the earth in poetical page . 1. I'm a conjunction expressive of doubt ; Also an island not much talked about . 2. The middle name of a noble poet , And a divine ; I think you know it . 3. A cry in hunting - fields not rare ...
... star of the earth in poetical page . 1. I'm a conjunction expressive of doubt ; Also an island not much talked about . 2. The middle name of a noble poet , And a divine ; I think you know it . 3. A cry in hunting - fields not rare ...
Σελίδα 93
... worth say- ing ; 2. Thus were the stars the future pourtraying ; 3. This you'll incur if all merit you slight ; 4. A marvellous painter here first saw the light ; 5. Oh , think of the miseries brought on by IN PROSE AND VERSE . 93.
... worth say- ing ; 2. Thus were the stars the future pourtraying ; 3. This you'll incur if all merit you slight ; 4. A marvellous painter here first saw the light ; 5. Oh , think of the miseries brought on by IN PROSE AND VERSE . 93.
Σελίδα 94
... stars , ' tis remarkably bright . H. S. G. 173 . The Second of my First my children made ; With both combined , how gladly they'd have play'd ! 1. The seed of a fruit ; I'm seen on a card , And am reckoned the pest of the poultry - yard ...
... stars , ' tis remarkably bright . H. S. G. 173 . The Second of my First my children made ; With both combined , how gladly they'd have play'd ! 1. The seed of a fruit ; I'm seen on a card , And am reckoned the pest of the poultry - yard ...
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Acrostics in prose and verse, a sequel to Double acrostics by various ... Acrostics Πλήρης προβολή - 1865 |
Acrostics in prose and verse, a sequel to Double acrostics by various ... Acrostics Πλήρης προβολή - 1866 |
Acrostics in prose and verse, a sequel to Double acrostics by various ... Acrostics Πλήρης προβολή - 1871 |
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ancient Arqua Art thou battle beauty behold beneath biped brave breath breeze bright brow cheek colours coursers crown cruel dark daughter dead dear doth dread earth eyes fair falchion fame fear flower gallant Gaul gaze glory gold golden grace hand hath head hear heart heaven hero holy king lady land light look lover lyre maid maiden mighty mind monarch ne'er never night North Devon nought numbers nymph o'er once pale plain pray queen race renown rest rock Rome round royal Scotland Second Shanter shine shore sing sleep soft song soul sound Spain stars steed strife stringed instrument Suabian sure sweet sword tell thee thine thing thirsty ears thou town tree TRIPLE ACROSTIC Twas Twill waters wave weary ween weep wild wind wing word youth
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Σελίδα 174 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance. And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Σελίδα 237 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out.
Σελίδα 168 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Σελίδα 207 - Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell From Heaven; for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed In vision beatific.
Σελίδα 171 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed...
Σελίδα 174 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Σελίδα 178 - ATTEND, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise ; I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ancient days, When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain.
Σελίδα 207 - This day is called the feast of Crispian. He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named, And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say "Tomorrow is Saint Crispian." Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say "These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Σελίδα 205 - What could the muse herself that Orpheus bore, The muse herself, for her enchanting son Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?
Σελίδα 194 - While the pent ocean, rising o'er the pile, Sees an amphibious world beneath him smile; The slow canal, the yellow-blossomed vale, The willow-tufted bank, the gliding sail, The crowded mart, the cultivated plain, A new creation rescued from his reign.