Friendship's Offering: And Winter's Wreath: a Christmas and New Year's PresentSmith, Elder, 1829 |
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... round The broom - clad skirts of that fair spot of ground , Danced down the vale , in wanton mazes bending ; Till finding , where it reached the meadow's bound , Romantic Teviot on his bright course wending , It joined the sounding ...
... round The broom - clad skirts of that fair spot of ground , Danced down the vale , in wanton mazes bending ; Till finding , where it reached the meadow's bound , Romantic Teviot on his bright course wending , It joined the sounding ...
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... round his neck that cling , Breathing their innocent thoughts like violets in Spring . Another prattler , too , lisps on his knee , The orphan daughter of a hapless pair , Who , voyaging upon the Indian sea , Met the fierce typhon ...
... round his neck that cling , Breathing their innocent thoughts like violets in Spring . Another prattler , too , lisps on his knee , The orphan daughter of a hapless pair , Who , voyaging upon the Indian sea , Met the fierce typhon ...
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... round the hoary hawthorn dance and sing , Or , ' neath yon moss - grown cliff , grotesque and grey , Sit plaiting flowery wreathes in social ring , And telling wondrous tales of the green Elfin King . And Elfin lore and ancient Border ...
... round the hoary hawthorn dance and sing , Or , ' neath yon moss - grown cliff , grotesque and grey , Sit plaiting flowery wreathes in social ring , And telling wondrous tales of the green Elfin King . And Elfin lore and ancient Border ...
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... round them then Were ranging those who hunted for their blood : Ay ! long shall we remember ! — In this glen , - From yon grim cavern where the screech - owls brood Our ancestor was dragged , like outlaw from the wood ! " He died a ...
... round them then Were ranging those who hunted for their blood : Ay ! long shall we remember ! — In this glen , - From yon grim cavern where the screech - owls brood Our ancestor was dragged , like outlaw from the wood ! " He died a ...
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... round Lynden grew Misfortune's troubles ; and foreboding fears , That rose like distant shadows , nearer drew , O'ercasting the calm evening of his years : Yet still amidst the gloom fair hope appears , A rainbow in the cloud . And ...
... round Lynden grew Misfortune's troubles ; and foreboding fears , That rose like distant shadows , nearer drew , O'ercasting the calm evening of his years : Yet still amidst the gloom fair hope appears , A rainbow in the cloud . And ...
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Página 155 - Take care of the pence and the pounds will take care of themselves is as true of personal habits as of money.
Página 339 - But man dieth, and wasteth away; yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he? "As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up, 12 so man lieth down, and riseth not; till the heavens be no more, they shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.
Página 336 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Página 336 - Seeking to find the old familiar faces. Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert not thou born in my father's dwelling? So might we talk of the old familiar faces. How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me ; all are departed ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Página 89 - They are soonest with her in the woods, Peeping, the withered leaves among, To find the earliest fragrant thing That dares from the cold earth to spring, Or catch the earliest wM* bim s sotva.
Página 165 - The stranger's red strand, And won him the glory Of undying song. Keen cleaver of gay crests, Sharp piercer of broad breasts, Grim slayer of heroes, And scourge of the strong. FAME GIVER! I kiss thee. In a love more abiding Than that the heart knows, For maiden more lovely Than summer's first rose, My heart's knit to thine, And lives but for thee; In dreamings of gladness, Thou'rt dancing with me, Brave measures of madness In some battle-field, Where armour is ringing, And noble blood springing,...
Página 87 - The kindest and the happiest p"air Will find occasion to forbear; And something, every day they live, To pity, and perhaps forgive.
Página 2 - As in a glass, itself may find. And may the Poet's verse, alike, With all the power of painting strike, So freely, so divinely trace In every line,
Página 325 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye : But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Página 1 - Two lovely sisters here unite To blend improvement with delight; Painting and poetry engage By turns to deck the Album's page. Here may each glowing picture be The quintessence of Poesy, With skill SO exquisitely wrought. As if the colors were pure thought, — Thought from the bosom's inmost cell. By magic lints made visible, That, while the eye admires, the mind Itself, as in a glass, may find.