English poetry, for use in the schools of the Collegiate institution, Liverpool [ed. by W. J. Conybeare].1869 |
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... watch he keeps On every thought of every soul . If I could find some cave unknown , Where human feet had never trod , Yet there I could not be alone ; On every side there would be God . He smiles in heaven ; he frowns in hell ; He fills ...
... watch he keeps On every thought of every soul . If I could find some cave unknown , Where human feet had never trod , Yet there I could not be alone ; On every side there would be God . He smiles in heaven ; he frowns in hell ; He fills ...
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... our sparkling host " Shall forsake the firmament . " We shall from our glory fall ; " You must live beyond us all . " Yes , and GOD , who bade us roll , " GOD , who hung us in the sky , " Stoops to watch an infant's soul " With a 55.
... our sparkling host " Shall forsake the firmament . " We shall from our glory fall ; " You must live beyond us all . " Yes , and GOD , who bade us roll , " GOD , who hung us in the sky , " Stoops to watch an infant's soul " With a 55.
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English poetry William John Conybeare. " Stoops to watch an infant's soul " With a condescending eye ; " And esteems it dearer far , " More in value than the star ! " O then , while your breath is given , " Let it rise in fervent prayer ...
English poetry William John Conybeare. " Stoops to watch an infant's soul " With a condescending eye ; " And esteems it dearer far , " More in value than the star ! " O then , while your breath is given , " Let it rise in fervent prayer ...
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... watch these warriors , armed by night ? - They watch to hear the blood - hound baying ; They watch to hear the war - horn braying ; To see Saint George's red - cross streaming ; To see the midnight beacon gleaming ; They watch against ...
... watch these warriors , armed by night ? - They watch to hear the blood - hound baying ; They watch to hear the war - horn braying ; To see Saint George's red - cross streaming ; To see the midnight beacon gleaming ; They watch against ...
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... watch . Exec . I hope your warrant will bear out the deed . Hub . Uncleanly scruples ! Fear not you : look to't.- Young lad , come forth ; I have to say with you . Enter ARTHUR . Arth . Good morrow , Hubert . Hub . Good morrow , little ...
... watch . Exec . I hope your warrant will bear out the deed . Hub . Uncleanly scruples ! Fear not you : look to't.- Young lad , come forth ; I have to say with you . Enter ARTHUR . Arth . Good morrow , Hubert . Hub . Good morrow , little ...
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Alba Longa awaye beneath bless blood bowers breast breath bright brooklet Brutus Cæsar child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dread earth Erle Douglas Erle Percy eyes falcon crest fallow deere father fear fire flowers gallant Gilpin grace grave green grief hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill holy honour hung HYMN JOHN GILPIN JULIUS CÆSAR king ladye Lars Porsena light live LOCH KATRINE look Lord loud Marmion MELROSE ABBEY morn mountain Mozambic ne'er never night o'er pale pilum Pleb praise pride quoth ride rise round rutb SABRINA fair shade sigh sight sing slain sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spear spirit star steed stone stood stream sugh sweet tears tell tempests thee thine thou art thought to-day tower Twas unto wave weary ween weep wind wing wondrous
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Page 63 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume; And the bride-maidens whispered, " Twere better by far To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
Page 89 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours: I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Page 152 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man ; to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And,— when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Page 136 - From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains .Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 155 - If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. You all do know this mantle : I remember The first time ever Caesar put it on ; Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent, That day he overcame the Nervii. Look ! in this place, ran Cassius...
Page 62 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 74 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Page 161 - Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale, Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Page 136 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Page 169 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...