Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292 Seiten |
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... 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 ! SHAKSPEARE ...
... 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 ! SHAKSPEARE ...
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... hand , From the first op'ning bud , and gave ye names ! Who now shall rear ye to the sun , or rank Your tribes , and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly , nuptial bower ! by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet ...
... hand , From the first op'ning bud , and gave ye names ! Who now shall rear ye to the sun , or rank Your tribes , and water from the ambrosial fount ? Thee lastly , nuptial bower ! by me adorn'd With what to sight or smell was sweet ...
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... hand ? Dost thou , for him , in forests bend thy bow , And to his gloomy den the morsel throw , Where , bent on death , lie hid his tawny brood , And , couch'd in dreadful ambush , pant for blood ; Or , stretch'd on broken limbs ...
... hand ? Dost thou , for him , in forests bend thy bow , And to his gloomy den the morsel throw , Where , bent on death , lie hid his tawny brood , And , couch'd in dreadful ambush , pant for blood ; Or , stretch'd on broken limbs ...
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... hand , To guard his shaded face from scorching sand . The sultry sun had gain'd the middle sky , And not a tree , and not an herb , was nigh : The beasts , with pain , their dusty way pursue , Shrill roar'd the winds , and dreary was ...
... hand , To guard his shaded face from scorching sand . The sultry sun had gain'd the middle sky , And not a tree , and not an herb , was nigh : The beasts , with pain , their dusty way pursue , Shrill roar'd the winds , and dreary was ...
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... hand and spreads her charms in vain , " Think nothing gain'd , " he cried , " till nought remain— On Moscow's walls , till Gothic standards fly , And all be mine beneath the Polar sky ! " The march begins in military state , And nations ...
... hand and spreads her charms in vain , " Think nothing gain'd , " he cried , " till nought remain— On Moscow's walls , till Gothic standards fly , And all be mine beneath the Polar sky ! " The march begins in military state , And nations ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
aweary banners battle BATTLE OF BLENHEIM BATTLE OF WATERLOO beauty beneath billows birds blast blow bower breast breath bright brow busy bee clouds dark dead death deep dost doth dreadful earth eternal ETON COLLEGE eyes fair Father fear flowers forest gale gleam gloom glory glow grave green GRONGAR HILL hast hath hear heard heart heaven HERBERT KNOWLES hill hour LAKE REGILLUS land leaves light Lochiel lonely midnight moon morn mountains Nature's night nursling o'er painted banks pale plain pride proud purple rise rocks rolling round sculptured mountains seem'd shade sight sing skies sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spread spring star stock dove storm stream sweet tawny eagle tears tempest thee thine thou busy tree trembling twas vale vernal voice wave wild winds wings wood youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 20 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals, The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war; These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Seite 37 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Seite 11 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Seite 54 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day?
Seite 77 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Seite 15 - Let's dry our eyes : and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee...
Seite 196 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Seite 74 - The march begins in military state, And nations on his eye suspended wait; Stern Famine guards the solitary coast, And Winter barricades the realms of Frost; He comes, nor want nor cold his course delay; — Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day: The...
Seite 192 - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : • Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Seite 45 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee In a flood of day...