Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. BowmanG. Routledge, 1856 - 292 Seiten |
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... heard the night - fowl crow ; The cock sung out an hour ere light ; From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her ; without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn , Till cold winds woke the gray - eyed morn About the lonely ...
... heard the night - fowl crow ; The cock sung out an hour ere light ; From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her ; without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn , Till cold winds woke the gray - eyed morn About the lonely ...
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... song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . CAMPBELL . 9 THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE . NOT a drum.
... song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name , When the storm has ceased to blow ; When the fiery fight is heard no more , And the storm has ceased to blow . CAMPBELL . 9 THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE . NOT a drum.
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Anne Bowman. THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE . NOT a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried . We buried him darkly at ...
Anne Bowman. THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE . NOT a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried . We buried him darkly at ...
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... heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing . Slowly and sadly we laid him down , From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line , and we raised not a stone , But we left him alone with his glory ...
... heard the distant and random gun Of the enemy sullenly firing . Slowly and sadly we laid him down , From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line , and we raised not a stone , But we left him alone with his glory ...
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... heard of , —say , I taught thee ; Say , Wolsey , that once trod the ways of glory , And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour , - Found thee a way , out of his wreck , to rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd it ...
... heard of , —say , I taught thee ; Say , Wolsey , that once trod the ways of glory , And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour , - Found thee a way , out of his wreck , to rise in ; A sure and safe one , though thy master miss'd it ...
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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...