The poetical reader, with notes and questions by A.W. BuchanAlexander Winton Buchan 1859 |
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... thee . " And when its roses bloom , I shall be gone away - my short life done ! But will you not bestow a single one Upon my tomb ? " " Now , mother ! sing the tune You sang last night - I'm weary and must sleep ! Who was it called my ...
... thee . " And when its roses bloom , I shall be gone away - my short life done ! But will you not bestow a single one Upon my tomb ? " " Now , mother ! sing the tune You sang last night - I'm weary and must sleep ! Who was it called my ...
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... thee . " " Then , " said the rose , with deepened glow , " On me another bestow : grace 99 The spirit paused in silent thought , - What grace was there that flower had not ? ' Twas but a moment - o'er the rose A veil of moss the angel ...
... thee . " " Then , " said the rose , with deepened glow , " On me another bestow : grace 99 The spirit paused in silent thought , - What grace was there that flower had not ? ' Twas but a moment - o'er the rose A veil of moss the angel ...
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... thee To know thyself , than rule the sea ! 1. Of what countries was Canute king ? 2. How great did his flatterers say his power was ? 3. To what verb is they , in verse 4th the nominative ? 4. When seated on the shore , what com- mand ...
... thee To know thyself , than rule the sea ! 1. Of what countries was Canute king ? 2. How great did his flatterers say his power was ? 3. To what verb is they , in verse 4th the nominative ? 4. When seated on the shore , what com- mand ...
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... thee begin , Dwell all on thee , with thee conclude my song ; And let me never , never stray from thee ! 1. What is meant by Nature here ? 2. What mean you by the rolling wonders of heaven ? 3. What would the poet like to learn about ...
... thee begin , Dwell all on thee , with thee conclude my song ; And let me never , never stray from thee ! 1. What is meant by Nature here ? 2. What mean you by the rolling wonders of heaven ? 3. What would the poet like to learn about ...
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... thee , and below The waters with a rapid current flow- Gently , and do not fear ; Lean on me , mother - plant thy staff before thee , For she who loves thee most is watching o'er thee . The green leaves as we pass Lay their light fingers on ...
... thee , and below The waters with a rapid current flow- Gently , and do not fear ; Lean on me , mother - plant thy staff before thee , For she who loves thee most is watching o'er thee . The green leaves as we pass Lay their light fingers on ...
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Andromache angel beauty beneath billows bird breast bright brothers Canute Cardinal Wolsey Charles Mackay child Christian Patriotism clouds Colma cottage cried dead dear dear Jessy death deep Dismal Swamp doth dread earth eternal fair father fear flowers Forever-never friends glory green grief hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven Henry II hill hung Keeldar king Lausus LEIGH HUNT light live look Lord Mezentius mighty Milton monarch morning mother N. P. WILLIS ne'er nest never Never-forever night o'er ocean poet praise pride Queen Rebel Angels rest rock rose round Salgar seem'd Shakspere sigh silent sing SIR WALTER SCOTT sleep smile song sorrow soul Spanish Armada speak stood storm streams summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought throne tree Twas voice weary wild wind wing word Xerxes
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Seite 23 - 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.
Seite 23 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At' that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Seite 98 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms...
Seite 70 - Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew. Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view: Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
Seite 60 - Thou first and chief, sole sovereign of the Vale ! O struggling with the darkness all the night, And visited all night by troops of stars, Or when they climb the sky or when they sink : Companion of the morning-star at dawn, Thyself Earth's rosy star, and of the dawn Co-herald : wake, O wake, and utter praise ! Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in Earth ? Who filled thy countenance with rosy light ? Who made thee parent of perpetual streams...
Seite 69 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Seite 87 - She should have died hereafter ; There would have been a time for such a word. To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time ; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death.
Seite 54 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Seite 64 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Seite 91 - So went to bed : where eagerly his sickness Pursued him still ; and, three nights after this, About the hour of eight, (which he himself Foretold should be his last, ) full of repentance, Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows, He gave his honours to the world again, His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.