Poems, essays, and sketches, a selection from 'Poems and essays' and 'Poems and sketches'.1870 |
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... poor peasant mother - Oh working man's wife ! Your child's food and clothing , his health and his life Should be toiled for , and cared for , as only a part Of your duty ; Oh culture his mind and his heart ! Your cares are full many ...
... poor peasant mother - Oh working man's wife ! Your child's food and clothing , his health and his life Should be toiled for , and cared for , as only a part Of your duty ; Oh culture his mind and his heart ! Your cares are full many ...
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... of the season move To generous sympathy and deeds of love : So that the poor have cause long to remember With gratitude even thee , dark stern November . OCTOBER THOUGHTS - 1862 . A SOLEMN , tender melancholy NOVEMBER FINDINGS-1862,
... of the season move To generous sympathy and deeds of love : So that the poor have cause long to remember With gratitude even thee , dark stern November . OCTOBER THOUGHTS - 1862 . A SOLEMN , tender melancholy NOVEMBER FINDINGS-1862,
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... poor'es , The strength for gude or ill that's yours ; An ' that the gabbin ' , todlin ' things , That's hingin ' by yer apron strings , Wull be a millstane roun ' yer neck To droon yer sauls , if ye neglec ' To win their hearts , an ...
... poor'es , The strength for gude or ill that's yours ; An ' that the gabbin ' , todlin ' things , That's hingin ' by yer apron strings , Wull be a millstane roun ' yer neck To droon yer sauls , if ye neglec ' To win their hearts , an ...
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... poor Poland's name , We breathe it with a blush of shame : Her language , liberty , and laws Must die ! Just Heaven , avenge her cause ! We cannot , rather will not . None Will take her by the hand : alone , Before broad Europe , lost ...
... poor Poland's name , We breathe it with a blush of shame : Her language , liberty , and laws Must die ! Just Heaven , avenge her cause ! We cannot , rather will not . None Will take her by the hand : alone , Before broad Europe , lost ...
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... 'd , and nought was heard or seen Of poor Eliza - she a wandering life Had led , a mother too , ' twas said , had been- Yet never bore the sacred name of wife . And bright - eyed Jessie down the vale of years ELEGY . 159.
... 'd , and nought was heard or seen Of poor Eliza - she a wandering life Had led , a mother too , ' twas said , had been- Yet never bore the sacred name of wife . And bright - eyed Jessie down the vale of years ELEGY . 159.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
arms auld beauty bells blessing blood bosom breath bright called child comes dark dear death deep door drink early earth eyes face fair father feeling feet fire flowers frae give given green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour kind laid land leaves light lived lone look mair meet memory mind morn mother Nature never night o'er pale passed prayer rest rich ring rise rose round Sabbath scenes seen shame side sing sleep soft song soul sound speak spirit stream sweet swell tears tell tender thee things thou thought thousand till train true truth turn village voice Whan wife wild wing woman young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 212 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
Seite 199 - Touched by the Midas finger of the state, Bleed gold for ministers to sport away. Drink, and be mad then; 'tis your country bids! Gloriously drunk obey the important call! Her cause demands the assistance of your throats ; — Ye all can swallow, and she asks no more.
Seite 201 - Be hush'd, my dark spirit ! for wisdom condemns When the faint and the feeble deplore ; Be strong as the rock of the ocean that stems A thousand wild waves on the shore...
Seite 198 - Oh ! bloodiest picture in the book of Time Sarmatia fell unwept, without a crime ; Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Strength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe...
Seite 202 - Time but th' impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest?
Seite 198 - And HOPE, thy sister, ceased with thee to smile, When leagued Oppression poured to Northern wars Her whiskered pandoors and her fierce hussars, Waved her dread standard to the breeze of morn, Pealed her loud drum, and twanged her trumpet horn ; Tumultuous horror brooded o'er her van, Presaging wrath to Poland — and to man ! Warsaw's last champion from her height surveyed, Wide o'er the fields, a waste of ruin laid, — 0 ! Heaven...
Seite 212 - Icelander and sunburnt Moor, Men of all climes, that never met before, . And of all creeds, the Jew, the Turk, the Christian ; Here the proud prince, and favourite yet prouder, His...
Seite 214 - ... house — it being an almost universal custom in Scotland, at that period, for the father or master, on Sabbath evenings, to gather his children and servants around him, asking alternate questions of each from the first to the last page of the Assembly's Shorter Catechism, and hearing them repeat Psalm and Scripture passages from memory. In no part of Scotland was the Sabbath more strictly observed. It was looked upon not only as a day of rest, but also as a day exclusively devoted to religious...
Seite 198 - ... clothed in purple and fine linen, and fare sumptuously every day, while the laborer is fed with the crumbs which fall from the table of the rich.
Seite 33 - ' Low the bard, and low the song ; Lowly thou, my own dear village ; Lowly those I dwell among. From my lowly home of childhood Low sweet voices fill 'my ears, Till my drooping lids grow heavy With the weight of tender tears. Low in station, low in labour, Low in all that worldlings prize, Till the voice say, " Come up hither,