The Ladies' Reader: Designed for the Use of Ladies' Schools and Family Reading Circles; Comprising Choice Selections from Standard Authors, in Prose and Poetry; with the Essentials Rules of Elocution, Simplified and Arranged for Strictly Practical UseE. H. Butler, 1872 - 425 pàgines |
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Pàgina 33
... brow ! Hyperion's curls ' ; the front of Jove himself ' ; like Mars ' , to threaten and command ' ; An eye A station like the herald Mercury " , New lighted on a heaven - kissing hill ' . A combination ' and a form ' indeed , Where ...
... brow ! Hyperion's curls ' ; the front of Jove himself ' ; like Mars ' , to threaten and command ' ; An eye A station like the herald Mercury " , New lighted on a heaven - kissing hill ' . A combination ' and a form ' indeed , Where ...
Pàgina 50
... brow ! What lovers ! they give not a single caress ! To see them so careless and cold to - day , These are grand people , one would say . What ails Baptiste ? what grief doth him oppress ? It is , that , half way up the hill , In yon ...
... brow ! What lovers ! they give not a single caress ! To see them so careless and cold to - day , These are grand people , one would say . What ails Baptiste ? what grief doth him oppress ? It is , that , half way up the hill , In yon ...
Pàgina 52
... brow , Joins her two hands , and kneels upon the floor , And whispers , as her brother opes the door , " O God ! forgive me now ! " And then the orphan , young and blind , Conducted by her brother's hand , Towards the church , through ...
... brow , Joins her two hands , and kneels upon the floor , And whispers , as her brother opes the door , " O God ! forgive me now ! " And then the orphan , young and blind , Conducted by her brother's hand , Towards the church , through ...
Pàgina 73
... brow . Her lip was slightly parted , like the cleft Of a pomegranate blossom ; and her neck , Just where the cheek ... brow of death , as well . The chariot wheels Of warriors roll magnificently on- Their weight hath crushed the fallen ...
... brow . Her lip was slightly parted , like the cleft Of a pomegranate blossom ; and her neck , Just where the cheek ... brow of death , as well . The chariot wheels Of warriors roll magnificently on- Their weight hath crushed the fallen ...
Pàgina 74
... brow , Might quell the lion . He led on ; but thoughts Seemed gathering round which troubled him . The veins Grew visible upon his swarthy brow , And his proud lip was press'd as if with pain . He trod less firmly ; and his restless eye ...
... brow , Might quell the lion . He led on ; but thoughts Seemed gathering round which troubled him . The veins Grew visible upon his swarthy brow , And his proud lip was press'd as if with pain . He trod less firmly ; and his restless eye ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 151 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Pàgina 152 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains ? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine own kind ? what ignorance of pain ? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be : Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee : Thou lovest ; but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Pàgina 111 - Haste thee nymph and bring with thee Jest and youthful jollity, Quips and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles. Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled care derides. And laughter holding both his sides.
Pàgina 28 - Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress'd yourself? Hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely ? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," Like the poor cat i
Pàgina 269 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Pàgina 285 - Where the lamps quiver So far in the river, With many a light From window and casement, From garret to basement, She stood, with amazement, Houseless by night.
Pàgina 416 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best...
Pàgina 113 - Fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse ; Such as the meeting soul may pierce. In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, 140 With wanton heed and giddy cunning; The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Pàgina 268 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
Pàgina 127 - The blackbird in the summer trees, The lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. " With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife ; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free : " But we are pressed by heavy laws And often, glad no more, We wear a face of joy, because We have been glad of yore.