Annabel Lee arms balance wheel Beagle beautiful beneath bless breast breath captain's gig Carthage child cold cousin Sally Dilliard cried dark darling Deacon Jones dead dear death Deborah Lee door Dora dream earth evermore eyes face fair father fear feel feet fell fire flowers frog give glory gone grave hand happy head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre Hish hope hour kiss knew lady laugh light lips live look Lord morning mother neath never night o'er once pass poor portmanteau pray prayer river round Santa Claus shine sing sleep smile sorrow soul spirit stand stood sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought to-day told turned Twas Twill Vespasian voice walk wife word young
Pàgina 159 - 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.
Pàgina 81 - Await alike the inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death...
Pàgina 83 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Pàgina 157 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh " 'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Pàgina 55 - Dar'st thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point ? Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in, And bade him follow : so, indeed, he did. The torrent roared ; and we did buffet it With lusty sinews ; throwing it aside, And stemming it with hearts of controversy. But ere we could arrive the point proposed, Caesar cried, Help me, Cassius, or I sink.
Pàgina 150 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton, All in a chaise and pair. "My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise; so you must ride On horseback after we." He soon replied, "I do admire Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear, Therefore it shall be done. "I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender, Will lend his horse to go.
Pàgina 153 - The youth did ride and soon did meet John coming back amain ; Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. » Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Pàgina 151 - Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ; He little dreamt when he set out, Of running such a rig. The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed Up flew the windows...
Pàgina 55 - I cannot tell, what you and other men Think of this life; but, for my single self, I had as lief not be, as live to be In awe of such a thing as I m,yself.