Poems for Young PeopleWilliam Chambers William and Robert Chambers, 1851 - 173 Seiten |
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... MARY BENNETT . A DROP OF DEW . SEE how the orient dew , Shed from the bosom of the morn Into the blowing roses , Yet careless of its mansion new , For the clear region where ' twas born , Round it itself encloses ; And in its little ...
... MARY BENNETT . A DROP OF DEW . SEE how the orient dew , Shed from the bosom of the morn Into the blowing roses , Yet careless of its mansion new , For the clear region where ' twas born , Round it itself encloses ; And in its little ...
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... MARY BENNETT . EARLY RISING . RISE with the lark , and with the lark to bed . The breath of night's destructive to the hue Of every flower that blows . Go to the field , And ask the humble daisy why it sleeps Soon as the sun departs ...
... MARY BENNETT . EARLY RISING . RISE with the lark , and with the lark to bed . The breath of night's destructive to the hue Of every flower that blows . Go to the field , And ask the humble daisy why it sleeps Soon as the sun departs ...
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... is a starry seraph by his side , Illumining the dusky warehouse wide . For in this world no place so dim , so dull , But worthy deeds may make it beautiful . -MARY BENNETT . THE END . CHAMBERS CLIBRARYS YOUNG FOR PEOPLE 44 POEMS . 173.
... is a starry seraph by his side , Illumining the dusky warehouse wide . For in this world no place so dim , so dull , But worthy deeds may make it beautiful . -MARY BENNETT . THE END . CHAMBERS CLIBRARYS YOUNG FOR PEOPLE 44 POEMS . 173.
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babes beneath bird blast blasting wind bless bloom blossoms Bluebottle breast breath bright brow carrion crow cheerful child cried croak crow dark dead dear door doth earth Edmonton fair flew flower Gelert Gilpin gold green grief hand happy harebell hath hear heard heart Heaven horse hour ISAAC WATTS John Gilpin kind kiss Ladybird light little Alice live Llewellyn's look looked and smiled Lord MARY BENNETT MARY HOWITT meek mind morn mother ne'er Nettle never night o'er old crow poor praise pretty Redbreast rest rich rise ROBERT HERRICK round Schiraz shade shine Simon simoom sing skies sleep smile song soon sorrow soul sound sweet tears thee thine thing thou dost thou hast thought Thwack Thy neighbour Tis green Twas unto vale voice wassail Web-Spinner wild wind wings wise wood young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 131 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Seite 150 - ... twas wild. But thou, O Hope, with eyes so fair, What was thy delighted measure ? Still it whispered promised pleasure And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail...
Seite 37 - How bowed 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. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Seite 29 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a well-chosen book or friend ; — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Seite 151 - Her buskins gemmed with morning dew, Blew an inspiring air, that dale and thicket rung, The hunter's call to Faun and Dryad known ! The oak-crowned Sisters and their chaste-eyed Queen Satyrs and Sylvan Boys were seen Peeping from forth their alleys green : Brown Exercise rejoiced to hear ; And Sport leaped up, and seized his beechen spear.
Seite 40 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say : " Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. " There at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Seite 47 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin neck or nought, Away went hat and wig, He little dreamt when he set out Of running such a rig.
Seite 31 - Religion ! what treasure untold Resides in that heavenly word! More precious than silver and gold, Or all that this earth can afford; But the sound of the church-going bell These valleys and rocks never heard, Never sighed at the sound of a knell, Or smiled when a sabbath appear'd.
Seite 38 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest. Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Seite 33 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...