Guy's learner's poetic task book, a selection from the modern British poets1849 |
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... green The length'ned train is smiling seen : Beneath each arm , the Bible see , ( Blest guide to immortality , ) Careful done up in covers neat , With book of prayer , companion meet . How pleasing is the grateful sight , Their russet ...
... green The length'ned train is smiling seen : Beneath each arm , the Bible see , ( Blest guide to immortality , ) Careful done up in covers neat , With book of prayer , companion meet . How pleasing is the grateful sight , Their russet ...
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... green— To woo my form to rest ; Lone in the meadow , field and glen , And in my native wilds again ? The sheep within the fallow field , The herd upon the green , The larks that in the thistles shield , And pipe from morn to e'en ; Oh ...
... green— To woo my form to rest ; Lone in the meadow , field and glen , And in my native wilds again ? The sheep within the fallow field , The herd upon the green , The larks that in the thistles shield , And pipe from morn to e'en ; Oh ...
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... green and solitary shade , And many a wild flower on that mound Its pleasant summer home has made : The young learner will probably perceive that the " Deserted House , " here , means a dead body . And every breath that waves a leaf ...
... green and solitary shade , And many a wild flower on that mound Its pleasant summer home has made : The young learner will probably perceive that the " Deserted House , " here , means a dead body . And every breath that waves a leaf ...
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... green ; And thou wert still a hope , a love ; Still long'd for , never seen . And I can listen to thee yet , Can lie upon the plain , And listen till I do beget That golden time again . NIGHT . JAMES MONTGOMERY . NIGHT is the time for ...
... green ; And thou wert still a hope , a love ; Still long'd for , never seen . And I can listen to thee yet , Can lie upon the plain , And listen till I do beget That golden time again . NIGHT . JAMES MONTGOMERY . NIGHT is the time for ...
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... green , That host with their banners at sunset was seen ; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown , That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown . For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast , And breath'd on ...
... green , That host with their banners at sunset was seen ; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown , That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown . For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast , And breath'd on ...
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Angry words ANON beauty BERNARD BARTON birds bless blood and wine bloom brave breast breath breeze bright Brighter Hours brow charm cheek chime clouds dark Loch dead deep doth dream drooping dust e'en earth England's merry bells fading fears feel flowers gale glory glow grave green grief hath haunted ground hear heard heaven HENRY KIRKE WHITE holy Hope JOHN CLARE kind hearts Learn to labour leaves life's light Loch na Garr Look aloft Lord LORD BYRON morning N. P. WILLIS native Nature's ne'er never night pass'd peace POETIC TASK BOOK prayer provideth rest RIVER TRENT ROBERT GILFILLAN round scene shade sigh sing sleep smiling song sorrow soul stormy tempests blow sunshine sweet tears tears of thoughtful tell thee There's thine THOMAS HOOD thou thoughts toil tuning sweet vale W. C. BRYANT wave weary wild winds youth
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Page 78 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Page 23 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child ! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood, Land of the mountain and the flood...
Page 82 - I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charm'd me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more.
Page 84 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 46 - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 46 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave...
Page 53 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail : And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 22 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page 64 - The sea, the blue lone sea, hath one, He lies where pearls lie deep, He was the loved of all, yet none O'er his low bed may weep.
Page 82 - Twelve years have elapsed since I first took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat that once lent me a shade ! The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat...