The Children's Garland from the Best PoetsMacmillian and Company, Limited, 1899 - 344 pàgines |
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Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
bird bishop bishop of Hereford blow bower bright cheer child cold cried Crocodile dark daughter dead dear door Dora doth DRAGON OF WANTLEY eyes F. T. PALGRAVE fair Ellinor fair lady fast father fear fell flowers gallant gold gone green grew hand Hark hast hath head hear heard heart horn horse Inchcape Rock John king King Lear knee lady land light Little John Little white Lily Lochinvar look'd Lord Randal Lord Thomas loud maid Mary merry morning mournfully ne'er Netherby never Nevermore night o'er Old Ballad poison'd poor pray queen quoth Robin Hood Rosamund rose round seem'd shepherd sing smile song soon soul steed stood Sweet William tears tell thee thou thought took trees turn'd Twas unto wild Wildgrave wind wings Witch woman word Wordsworth young
Passatges populars
Pàgina 340 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Pàgina 283 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?" Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Pàgina 159 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Pàgina 4 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Pàgina 67 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company!— To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Pàgina 59 - Out of the sea came he ! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Pàgina 261 - Her waggon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams...
Pàgina 39 - Aix" — for one heard the quick wheeze Of her chest, saw the stretched neck and staggering knees, And sunk tail, and horrible heave of the flank, As down on her haunches she shuddered and sank.
Pàgina 58 - He holds him with his glittering eye — The Wedding-Guest stood still, And listens like a three years' child: The Mariner hath his will.
Pàgina 61 - And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; "We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. "Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.
Informació bibliogràfica
| Títol | The Children's Garland from the Best Poets Golden treasury series |
| Compilat per | Coventry Patmore |
| Edició | reimpresa |
| Editor | Macmillian and Company, Limited, 1899 |
| Original de | Universitat de Harvard |
| Digitalitzat el | 11 Set. 2007 |
| Nre. de pàgines | 344 pàgines |
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