Songs of the Heart: Selected from Many Sources, with Numerous Illustrations from Original Designs, Volumen3C. Scribner, 1872 - 160 páginas |
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... Speak of thee more than words can speak . I think this wedded wife of mine , The best of all that's not divine . ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . FAREWELL TO NANCY . AE fond kiss - and then 27.
... Speak of thee more than words can speak . I think this wedded wife of mine , The best of all that's not divine . ALLAN CUNNINGHAM . FAREWELL TO NANCY . AE fond kiss - and then 27.
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... substance made . He framed her in such wondrous wise , She was , to speak without disguise , The fairest thing in mortal eyes . A DEATH - BED . No more , no more 44 THE FAIREST THING IN MORTAL EYES Translation of H F Cary.
... substance made . He framed her in such wondrous wise , She was , to speak without disguise , The fairest thing in mortal eyes . A DEATH - BED . No more , no more 44 THE FAIREST THING IN MORTAL EYES Translation of H F Cary.
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... speak o ' me to thy God , And I will speak o ' thee . ALLAN CUNNINGHAM WHERE SHALL THE LOVER REST . WHERE shall the lover rest , Whom the fates sever , From his true maiden's breast Parted forever ? Where , through groves deep and high ...
... speak o ' me to thy God , And I will speak o ' thee . ALLAN CUNNINGHAM WHERE SHALL THE LOVER REST . WHERE shall the lover rest , Whom the fates sever , From his true maiden's breast Parted forever ? Where , through groves deep and high ...
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... speak . The very measure the Psalmist sung He carries at will on the tip of his tongue . When he argues in English , why , every word Is almost the biggest that ever you heard ! That is , when he talks with papa it's so With me it's ...
... speak . The very measure the Psalmist sung He carries at will on the tip of his tongue . When he argues in English , why , every word Is almost the biggest that ever you heard ! That is , when he talks with papa it's so With me it's ...
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... speak In Hebrew , or Sanscrit , or simple Greek , I try to summon a look of steel , And hide the joy that I really feel ; For they'd laugh still more if they knew the truth , How meek a Professor can be , forsooth ! Though well I know ...
... speak In Hebrew , or Sanscrit , or simple Greek , I try to summon a look of steel , And hide the joy that I really feel ; For they'd laugh still more if they knew the truth , How meek a Professor can be , forsooth ! Though well I know ...
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Songs of the Heart: Selected from Many Sources, with Numerous ..., Volumen3 T Moran Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Songs of the Heart: Selected from Many Sources, with Numerous Illustrations ... T. Moran Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Términos y frases comunes
ABOU BEN ADHEM ALFRED TENNYSON All's ALLAN CUNNINGHAM angel Annabel Lee babe Balow beautiful Beware birds Bobbett bosom bower breast bright brow child cold dear death DOLLY SULLIVAN doth Douglas DWALL IN HEAVEN eyes face fair fear Florence Vane flowers fond friends GANE TO DWALL gentle grace grave grief grieves hair HARTLEY COLERIDGE hath heart HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW How's my boy JENNY KISSED kiss knew lassie LEIGH HUNT light lips look love thee loved you better lover LUDWIG UHLAND luve ly stil maid maiden maun Miss Hallock Miss Ledyard moon naught ne'er never night o'er pale Perilla PHILIP PENDLETON COOKE rest river round shine sigh sing sleep smile soul stars stept stil and sleipe Sweet hope SYDNEY DOBELL tears tell thee weipe There's thik thine thing in mortal thought Tommy's dead Twas weepen liady wind words
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Página 34 - She listened with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes and modest grace ; For well she knew, I could not choose But gaze upon her face.
Página 83 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale? Why so dull and mute, young sinner? Prithee, why so mute? Will, when speaking well can't win her, Saying nothing do't?
Página 35 - There came, and looked him in the face, An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew it was a fiend, This miserable Knight!
Página 62 - Fear no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages ; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone and ta'en thy wages : Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. Arv. Fear no more the frown o...
Página 100 - The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep. As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i' the slushy sand. Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; Three fields to cross till a farm appears; A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch And blue spurt of a lighted match, And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears, Than the two hearts beating each to each!
Página 111 - Ben Adhem bold. And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And. with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerly still ; and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Página 36 - Had thrilled my guileless Genevieve; The music and the doleful tale, The rich and balmy eve; And hopes, and fears that kindle hope, An undistinguishable throng, And gentle wishes long subdued, Subdued and cherished long! She wept with pity and delight, She blushed with love and virgin shame; And like the murmur of a dream, I heard her breathe my name.
Página 102 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Página 4 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea...
Página 67 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.