Moxon's standard penny readings [ed. by T. Hood]., Volumen3 |
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... dead . Dismounting , then , he leaned against a thorn ; He had no follower , dog , nor man , nor boy : He neither cracked his whip , nor blew his horn , But gazed upon the spoil with silent joy . Close to the thorn on which Sir Walter ...
... dead . Dismounting , then , he leaned against a thorn ; He had no follower , dog , nor man , nor boy : He neither cracked his whip , nor blew his horn , But gazed upon the spoil with silent joy . Close to the thorn on which Sir Walter ...
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... dead , With breathless nostrils stretched above the spring . -Soon did the Knight perform what he had said ; And far and wide the fame thereof did ring . Ere thrice the moon into her port had steered , 8 HART - LEAP WELL .
... dead , With breathless nostrils stretched above the spring . -Soon did the Knight perform what he had said ; And far and wide the fame thereof did ring . Ere thrice the moon into her port had steered , 8 HART - LEAP WELL .
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... dead away , and might have been cut shorter , But Providence was kind , and brought me to with scalding water . I first looks round for Mrs. Round , and sees her at a distance , As stiff as starch , and looked as dead as any thing in ...
... dead away , and might have been cut shorter , But Providence was kind , and brought me to with scalding water . I first looks round for Mrs. Round , and sees her at a distance , As stiff as starch , and looked as dead as any thing in ...
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... dead as my own late departed mother . Well , she'll wash no more in this world , whatever she does in t'other . So I gives myself to scramble up the linens for a minute , Lawk , sich a shirt ! thinks I , it's well my master wasn't in it ...
... dead as my own late departed mother . Well , she'll wash no more in this world , whatever she does in t'other . So I gives myself to scramble up the linens for a minute , Lawk , sich a shirt ! thinks I , it's well my master wasn't in it ...
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... dead lights up , and couldn't see anything but what he was dreaming of , so we gets undiskivered to the ramparts . I had made a rope of my sheets , and had it fast in no time to one of the guns ; then , manning the gangway , for I knew ...
... dead lights up , and couldn't see anything but what he was dreaming of , so we gets undiskivered to the ramparts . I had made a rope of my sheets , and had it fast in no time to one of the guns ; then , manning the gangway , for I knew ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON Allah Allan answer'd Arab ARETHUSA barr'd bell beneath Bill Jones bless bow'd breast breath brow burnt chains Chippendale choristers church door cloud cold cried daughter dead dear death deep Dora dream earth evermore eyes fair fairies fancies father's fear feet fiends fifty priests gazed gone grew hands happy hath hear heard heart Heaven horse Houris Huntress HYMENEAL knew Left'nant light lips look look'd LOT IS THINE louder lullaby Mare Mary mound mountains Mudiboo Muse never night and day o'er old Don old familiar faces old woman once pray'd Ratisbon REGENT STREET rose round says sing Sir Walter sleep smile song soul spirit spring Squampash Flatts stamp'd stone stood sweet tapers tell thee There's things THOMAS HOOD Thou wert thought Twas Venice voice WEARY LOT wife wild William wind winding sheet woman of Berkeley
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Página 66 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Página 68 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown...
Página 186 - And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Página 50 - Far off the farmer came into the field And spied her not; for none of all his men Dare tell him Dora waited with the child; And Dora would have risen and gone to him, But her heart fail'd her; and the reapers reap'd, And the sun fell, and all the land was dark.
Página 10 - THE moving accident is not my trade ; To freeze the blood I have no ready arts : 'Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts.
Página 126 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful schooldays: All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Página 77 - ... weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green. — No more of me you knew, My love ! No more of me you knew. ' This morn is merry June, I trow, The rose is budding fain ; But she shall bloom in winter snow Ere we two meet again.
Página 76 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love I No more of me you knew.
Página 42 - DORA. WITH farmer Allan at the farm abode William and Dora. William was his son, And she his niece. He often look'd at them. And often thought,
Página 69 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hillside; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — Do I wake or sleep?