The Class Book of Poetry1852 - 144 Seiten |
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... flying pursuivant , Against fowle feendes to ayd us militant ! They for us fight , they watch and dewly ward , 1 to soar upwards . 2 nor . DESCRIPTION OF A GARDEN . And their bright squadrons round 6 EDMUND SPENSER .
... flying pursuivant , Against fowle feendes to ayd us militant ! They for us fight , they watch and dewly ward , 1 to soar upwards . 2 nor . DESCRIPTION OF A GARDEN . And their bright squadrons round 6 EDMUND SPENSER .
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Class-book. DESCRIPTION OF A GARDEN . And their bright squadrons round about us plant ; And all for love , and nothing for reward : O why should hevenly God to men have such regard ! Description of a Garden . THERE the most daintie ...
Class-book. DESCRIPTION OF A GARDEN . And their bright squadrons round about us plant ; And all for love , and nothing for reward : O why should hevenly God to men have such regard ! Description of a Garden . THERE the most daintie ...
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... rounds the mortal temples of a king , Keeps death his court ; and there the antic sits , Scoffing his state , and grinning at his pomp , - Allowing him a breath , a little scene , To monarchise , be fear'd , and kill with looks ...
... rounds the mortal temples of a king , Keeps death his court ; and there the antic sits , Scoffing his state , and grinning at his pomp , - Allowing him a breath , a little scene , To monarchise , be fear'd , and kill with looks ...
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... Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clust'ring , but not beneath his shoulders broad : She , as a veil down to the slender waist , Her unadorned golden tresses wore Dishevell❜d , but in wanton ringlets waved As the vine curls her ...
... Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clust'ring , but not beneath his shoulders broad : She , as a veil down to the slender waist , Her unadorned golden tresses wore Dishevell❜d , but in wanton ringlets waved As the vine curls her ...
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... round with pitch , and in the side a door Contrived ; and of provisions laid in large For man and beast when lo , a wonder strange ! Of every beast , and bird , and insect small , ON HIS DECEASED WIFE . Came sevens and pairs , 38 JOHN ...
... round with pitch , and in the side a door Contrived ; and of provisions laid in large For man and beast when lo , a wonder strange ! Of every beast , and bird , and insect small , ON HIS DECEASED WIFE . Came sevens and pairs , 38 JOHN ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
BATTLE OF BANNOCKBURN behold beneath birds bless bliss Born A.D. breast breath bright Charles Murray cheerful Chevy Chace clouds dark death deep delight died A.D. doth dread dream e'en earth ENGLISH PEASANT Erle Douglas Erle Percy ETON COLLEGE Eurydice fair father fear fire flood grave green grove hand happy hath head heard heart heaven hill honour king L'ALLEGRO labour LAODAMIA learn'd light live look lyre MELROSE ABBEY mind morn mortal mountains nature Nature's night numbers nymph o'er pain pass'd peace pleasures pomp pride Protesilaus proud rage rise roar round Scottland shade shew shore sight skies slaine sleep smiling soft song soul sound spirit spring storm stormy tempests blow streams sweet Thamyris thee Thessaly thine thou thought Tiresias trembling twine vale virtue voice wanton wave wild wind wings woods
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 12 - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil ? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text...
Seite 47 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, goddess, bring To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their ha'llow'd haunt.
Seite 138 - BREATHES there the man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned, From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go mark him well...
Seite 96 - 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...
Seite 31 - Then feed on thoughts, that voluntary move Harmonious numbers; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note.
Seite 16 - Sleep, O gentle sleep, Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness...
Seite 82 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind 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...
Seite 44 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running; Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony: That Orpheus...
Seite 95 - The bashful virgin's side-long looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove, These were thy charms, sweet village; sports like these, With sweet succession, taught e'en toil to please; These round thy bowers their cheerful influence shed, These were thy charms — But all these charms are fled.
Seite 143 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.