Gems from the English Poets: Chaucer to Tennyson ; with Biographical Notices of the AuthorsAmerican News Company, 1889 - 503 páginas |
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... seen . For they said weel , it micht have been Cause of their tynsal everilk ane . The king answer has made them nane , But mainit his hand - ax shaft sae Was with the straik broken in tway . strength , reached neither , might dash ...
... seen . For they said weel , it micht have been Cause of their tynsal everilk ane . The king answer has made them nane , But mainit his hand - ax shaft sae Was with the straik broken in tway . strength , reached neither , might dash ...
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... seen The sharpe greene sweete juniper , Growing so fair with branches here and there , That as it seemed to a lyf without , The boughis spread the arbour all about . began , haste life , past And on the smalle greene twistis sat The ...
... seen The sharpe greene sweete juniper , Growing so fair with branches here and there , That as it seemed to a lyf without , The boughis spread the arbour all about . began , haste life , past And on the smalle greene twistis sat The ...
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... seen Sic dancing nor deray , Nouther at Falkland on the Green , Nor Peebliss at the Play , As was of wooers , as I ween , At Christ's Kirk on ane day : There came our Kittys , washen clean , In their new kirtles of gray , Full gay , At ...
... seen Sic dancing nor deray , Nouther at Falkland on the Green , Nor Peebliss at the Play , As was of wooers , as I ween , At Christ's Kirk on ane day : There came our Kittys , washen clean , In their new kirtles of gray , Full gay , At ...
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... seen , Till him rade five , clad into ganand green , And said soon : ' Scot , Martin's fish we wald have ! ' Wallace meekly again answer him gave : 6 , could riding sport if more go go It were reason , methink , ye should have part ...
... seen , Till him rade five , clad into ganand green , And said soon : ' Scot , Martin's fish we wald have ! ' Wallace meekly again answer him gave : 6 , could riding sport if more go go It were reason , methink , ye should have part ...
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... seen ; How kirk and causay they soop clean . The images into the kirk complain causeway May think of their side tails irk ; annoyed For when the weather been maist fair , The dust flies highest into the air , And all their faces does ...
... seen ; How kirk and causay they soop clean . The images into the kirk complain causeway May think of their side tails irk ; annoyed For when the weather been maist fair , The dust flies highest into the air , And all their faces does ...
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Página 241 - Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield! 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.
Página 264 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Página 265 - Beside yon straggling fence that skirts the way, With blossom'd furze unprofitably gay — There, in his noisy mansion, skill'd to rule, The village master taught his little school. A man severe he was, and stern to view ; I knew him well, and every truant knew...
Página 368 - The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.
Página 89 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Página 148 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Página 105 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now glowed the firmament With living sapphires : Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length, Apparent queen, unveiled her peerless light, And o'er the...
Página 264 - More bent to raise the wretched than to rise. His house was known to all the vagrant train...
Página 240 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 95 - The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovereign Lord was by.