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... Sweet is the Rose Barbara Fritchie ... The Seasons The Red Cross Knight The Hermitage Rev. Charles Wolfe . The Burial of Sir John Moore ... Samuel Woodworth . Charles Swain . The Lover's Sacrifice The Child and the Angels William ...
... Sweet is the Rose Barbara Fritchie ... The Seasons The Red Cross Knight The Hermitage Rev. Charles Wolfe . The Burial of Sir John Moore ... Samuel Woodworth . Charles Swain . The Lover's Sacrifice The Child and the Angels William ...
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... the joke with great glee , He pulled up his horse , laughed as loud as the rest , Said : " No wonder the wig has left me , -ESOP . SEE , mamma , what a sweet little prize I. 4 POEMS AND SONGS FOR YOUNG PEOPLE . The Bald Knight-Fable in ...
... the joke with great glee , He pulled up his horse , laughed as loud as the rest , Said : " No wonder the wig has left me , -ESOP . SEE , mamma , what a sweet little prize I. 4 POEMS AND SONGS FOR YOUNG PEOPLE . The Bald Knight-Fable in ...
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... sweet little prize I have found ! A robin that lay half - benumbed on the ground . I caught him and fed him and warmed in my breast , And now he's as nimble and blithe as the best . Well housed and well fed , in your cage you will sing ...
... sweet little prize I have found ! A robin that lay half - benumbed on the ground . I caught him and fed him and warmed in my breast , And now he's as nimble and blithe as the best . Well housed and well fed , in your cage you will sing ...
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... sweet trombones , with their silver tones ! But Lord Rolle was rolling - ' t was mighty consoling To think his Lordship did not break his bones ! Then the crames and custard , and the beef and mustard , All on the tombstones like a ...
... sweet trombones , with their silver tones ! But Lord Rolle was rolling - ' t was mighty consoling To think his Lordship did not break his bones ! Then the crames and custard , and the beef and mustard , All on the tombstones like a ...
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... sweet . And oh ! since that baby slept , So hush'd , how the mother has kept , With a tearful pleasure , That little dear treasure , And over them thought and wept . For they mind her for evermore Of a patter along the floor ; And blue ...
... sweet . And oh ! since that baby slept , So hush'd , how the mother has kept , With a tearful pleasure , That little dear treasure , And over them thought and wept . For they mind her for evermore Of a patter along the floor ; And blue ...
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Términos y frases comunes
angels ANN TAYLOR Annabel Lee beautiful bells beneath birds blessed blow blue Bonny Dundee bosom breast breath bright Cæsar child CHRISTINA G clouds cried dark dear death deep door DORA GREENWELL doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER eyes fair father flowers green hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hour Inchcape Rock ISAAC WATTS JANE and ANN light live look Lord lullaby Mary MARY HOWITT merry morning mother ne'er nest never night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY play poor pray Quoth Rattle-tattle ROBERT SOUTHEY Robin rose round shining sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spring stars sweet tears tell thee things thou thought TOM HOOD tree Twas unto Virginia Dare voice wave weary wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings wonder young
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Página 256 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Página 261 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!
Página 189 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
Página 256 - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; •> I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil, that men do, lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones; \ So let it be with Caesar.
Página 257 - Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man. He hath brought many captives home to Rome, Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill: Did this in Caesar seem ambitious? When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 263 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Página 256 - Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest (For Brutus is an honourable man, So are they all, all honourable men) Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral. He was my friend, faithful and just to me; But Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honourable man.
Página 328 - Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height, Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke The years to bring the inevitable yoke, Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife? Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight, And custom lie upon thee with a weight, Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life ! 0 joy!
Página 240 - Eske river where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
Página 47 - Guid faith, he mauna fa' that! For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will, for a' that, That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a