The book of poetry [ed. by B.G. Johns].James Burns, 1841 - 139 pàgines |
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... Field - Mouse The Goldfinch and the Cri Cumnor Hall Admine may pass the stream See the future's face hope's leading g While the shepherd charms his sheep , While the birds unbounded fly , And with music fill the sky , Now , even now ...
... Field - Mouse The Goldfinch and the Cri Cumnor Hall Admine may pass the stream See the future's face hope's leading g While the shepherd charms his sheep , While the birds unbounded fly , And with music fill the sky , Now , even now ...
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... Field - Mouse The Goldfinch and the Cricket Cumnor Hall • Bowles • Cowper PAGE 2387 Wordsworth 67 Shakspeare 71 Herbert 72 Campbell 74 Shakspeare 76 Ib . 77 Milton 78 Thomson 80 . Cowper 81 • Spenser 84 Mrs. H. More 85 Shakspeare 86 ...
... Field - Mouse The Goldfinch and the Cricket Cumnor Hall • Bowles • Cowper PAGE 2387 Wordsworth 67 Shakspeare 71 Herbert 72 Campbell 74 Shakspeare 76 Ib . 77 Milton 78 Thomson 80 . Cowper 81 • Spenser 84 Mrs. H. More 85 Shakspeare 86 ...
Pàgina 18
... fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'd , A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow ; * Henry VI . , founder of the college . As , waving fresh their gladsome wing ...
... fields belov'd in vain ! Where once my careless childhood stray'd , A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow ; * Henry VI . , founder of the college . As , waving fresh their gladsome wing ...
Pàgina 45
... fields With various fruitage ? Murmur not the brooks Along the flow'ry valleys ? They , content , Feasted at ... field , Their dauntless courage storming Hannibal In vain the thunder of the battle roll'd ; The thunder of the battle they ...
... fields With various fruitage ? Murmur not the brooks Along the flow'ry valleys ? They , content , Feasted at ... field , Their dauntless courage storming Hannibal In vain the thunder of the battle roll'd ; The thunder of the battle they ...
Pàgina 53
... field ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor . The boast ...
... field ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obscure ; Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor . The boast ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
ADAM AND EVE beauty beneath bird blessings blest BRAMBLE breast breath bright Charity charms cheerful Church churchyard clouds Communion of Saint cricket cried Cumnor Hall dead dear death doth dreadful E'en earth Edmonton ev'ry eyes fair fall Father William feel Field-Mouse flow'rs Gelert Gilpin glory grace Grongar Hill grove hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heav'n heav'nly holy human Hymn John Gilpin light Llewellyn Lord Lycidas mind morn murmur nature's ne'er never night o'er pain peace Pleas'd pleasure poor blind pow'r praise pray pride proud rill rise SALISBURY CATHEDRAL shade SHAKSPEARE shew shine sight sing Sir John Moore skies sleep smile soft song soon sorrow soul sound spirit sun shines bright sweet thee thine thing thou thought thyself toil tow'r truth Twas voice wand'ring wild wind wings wond'rous wyll youth
Passatges populars
Pàgina 31 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe with heaved stroke Was never heard the Nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
Pàgina 114 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding day, 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.
Pàgina 51 - 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.
Pàgina 56 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pàgina 55 - The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Pàgina 92 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride? How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire...
Pàgina 18 - The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast: Theirs buxom health of rosy hue, Wild wit, invention ever new, And lively cheer of vigour born; The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light, That fly the approach of morn.
Pàgina 52 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire; Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
Pàgina 17 - Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen Full many a sprightly race Disporting on thy margent green The paths of pleasure trace, Who foremost now delight to cleave With pliant arm thy glassy wave?
Pàgina 76 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.