Select readings from the poets and prose writers of every country, ed. by J. FlemingJames Fleming Simpkin, Marshall, & Company, 1863 - 352 páginas |
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... beneath ! O'er thee , O king , their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmers breathe ; Vocal no more since Cambria's fatal day To high - born Hoel's harp , or soft Llewellyn's lay . Cold is Cadwollo's tongue , That ...
... beneath ! O'er thee , O king , their hundred arms they wave , Revenge on thee in hoarser murmers breathe ; Vocal no more since Cambria's fatal day To high - born Hoel's harp , or soft Llewellyn's lay . Cold is Cadwollo's tongue , That ...
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... , tell , Sweet maid , how this can be . " Then did the little maid reply , " Seven boys and girls are we , Two of us in the churchyard lie , Beneath the churchyard tree . " " You run about , my little maid , All 24 SELECT READINGS .
... , tell , Sweet maid , how this can be . " Then did the little maid reply , " Seven boys and girls are we , Two of us in the churchyard lie , Beneath the churchyard tree . " " You run about , my little maid , All 24 SELECT READINGS .
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... beneath , and in the waters under the earth ; the unwearied sun coming forth from his chamber , and rejoicing as a strong man to run a race ; the changeful moon , whose never slumbering influence , the never - resting tides obey ; the ...
... beneath , and in the waters under the earth ; the unwearied sun coming forth from his chamber , and rejoicing as a strong man to run a race ; the changeful moon , whose never slumbering influence , the never - resting tides obey ; the ...
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... beneath the sea , realizes more than fancy ever fabled , while it constructs a chariot on which speech may outstrip the wind , compete with the light- ning , for the Telegraph flies as rapidly as thought itself . Labour , a mighty ...
... beneath the sea , realizes more than fancy ever fabled , while it constructs a chariot on which speech may outstrip the wind , compete with the light- ning , for the Telegraph flies as rapidly as thought itself . Labour , a mighty ...
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... the valley whom think ye should I see , But Robin leaning on the bridge beneath the hazel - tree ? He thought of that sharp look , mother , I gave him yesterday , ― But I'm to be Queen o ' the May , THE MAY QUEEN . 35 The May Queen.
... the valley whom think ye should I see , But Robin leaning on the bridge beneath the hazel - tree ? He thought of that sharp look , mother , I gave him yesterday , ― But I'm to be Queen o ' the May , THE MAY QUEEN . 35 The May Queen.
Términos y frases comunes
2ND CITIZEN ANTONY Balaam beauty bells beneath bird blessed blow Bolus breast breath bright Brutus Cæsar call me early CHARLES MACKAY child Cleon cloud cornet cottage cried cuckoo flowers dark dear death deep dying earth ELIZA COOK Emma eyes fair father fear fire flowers gentle glory grave green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hills honour John Brown John Lilburne king Labour Lady Lars Porsena light live look MAUD MULLER morning mother never Nevermore night o'er one-horse chay poor praise pray pride Queen Quoth the Raven reply rest rise round shade shine sing Skiddaw sleep smile song sorrow soul sound speak spirit stood sweet tears tell thee There's things thou thought toil Twas vicar of Bray voice waves weary weep wife wild woman of mind word
Pasajes populares
Página 50 - Their van will be upon us Before the bridge goes down; And if they once may win the bridge, What hope to save the town? ' Then out spake brave Horatius, The Captain of the gate : 'To every man upon this earth Death cometh soon or late; And how can man die better Than facing fearful odds, For the ashes of his fathers And the temples of his Gods...
Página 326 - When even at last the solemn hour shall come, And wing my mystic flight to future worlds, I cheerful will obey; there, with new powers, Will rising wonders sing. I cannot go Where universal love not smiles around, Sustaining all yon orbs, and all their suns; From seeming evil still educing good, And better thence again, and better still, In infinite progression.
Página 22 - From his nest by the white wave's foam ; And the rocking pines of the forest roared — This was their welcome home. There were men with hoary hair Amidst that pilgrim band : Why had they come to wither there, Away from their childhood's land ? There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth ; There was manhood's brow, serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth. What sought they thus afar ? Bright jewels of the mine ? The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? They sought a faith's pure...
Página 34 - Yet he was kind, or if severe in aught, The love he bore to learning was in fault; The village all declared how much he knew, 'Twas certain he could write and cipher too; Lands he could measure, terms and tides presage, And e'en the story ran that he could gauge...
Página 199 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Página 41 - Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Página 46 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.
Página 149 - But here's a parchment, with the seal of Caesar; — I found it in his closet,— 'tis his will. Let but the commons hear this testament, — Which, pardon me, I do not mean to read, — And they would go and kiss dead Caesar's wounds, And dip their napkins in his sacred blood; Yea, beg a hair of him for memory, And, dying, mention it within their wills, the Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy, Unto their issue.
Página 315 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature ; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure. Now this overdone or come tardy off, though it make the unskilful laugh, cannot but make the judicious grieve; the censure of the which one must in your allowance o'erweigh a whole theatre of others.
Página 15 - I'm the chief of Ulva's Isle, And this Lord Ullin's daughter. " And fast before her father's men Three days we've fled together ; For should he find us in the glen, My blood would stain the heather. " His horsemen hard behind us ride ; Should they our steps discover, Then who will cheer my bonny bride, When they have slain her lover ? " Out spoke the hardy Highland wight, " I'll go, my chief — I'm ready.