Guy's learner's poetic task book, a selection from the modern British poets1849 |
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... Spring Psalm of Life . My Country The British Flag To Youth Dr. Watts 9 10 • Lord Brougham 13 · 14 15 16 16 Lord Morpeth Robert Gilfillan Robert Southey John Clare . Professor Longfellow . 18 Scott Anon Anon . What is Hope ? The ...
... Spring Psalm of Life . My Country The British Flag To Youth Dr. Watts 9 10 • Lord Brougham 13 · 14 15 16 16 Lord Morpeth Robert Gilfillan Robert Southey John Clare . Professor Longfellow . 18 Scott Anon Anon . What is Hope ? The ...
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Joseph Guy. • • 1 F I I P 1 GUY'S LEARNER'S POETIC. To April The Spring Journey Prayer The Father is coming The Greek Boy Melancholy England's merry Bells . An Italian Song Human Frailty The Sunshine on the Wall Ye Mariners of England ...
Joseph Guy. • • 1 F I I P 1 GUY'S LEARNER'S POETIC. To April The Spring Journey Prayer The Father is coming The Greek Boy Melancholy England's merry Bells . An Italian Song Human Frailty The Sunshine on the Wall Ye Mariners of England ...
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... SPRING . JOHN CLARE . OH ! for that sweet untroubled rest , That poets oft have sung ; Like babe's upon its mother's breast , Or bird's upon its young ; The heart asleep , without a pain : When shall 16 GUY'S LEARNER'S POETIC TASK BOOK ...
... SPRING . JOHN CLARE . OH ! for that sweet untroubled rest , That poets oft have sung ; Like babe's upon its mother's breast , Or bird's upon its young ; The heart asleep , without a pain : When shall 16 GUY'S LEARNER'S POETIC TASK BOOK ...
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... spring - tide , And I was in my prime . I've never heard such music since , From every bending spray ; I've never pluck'd such primroses Set thick on bank and brae ; I've never smelt such violets As all that pleasant time I found by ...
... spring - tide , And I was in my prime . I've never heard such music since , From every bending spray ; I've never pluck'd such primroses Set thick on bank and brae ; I've never smelt such violets As all that pleasant time I found by ...
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... spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird , but an invisible thing , A voice , a mystery . The same whom in my schoolboy days I listen'd to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways , In bush , and tree , and sky . To seek thee did I ...
... spring ! Even yet thou art to me No bird , but an invisible thing , A voice , a mystery . The same whom in my schoolboy days I listen'd to ; that cry Which made me look a thousand ways , In bush , and tree , and sky . To seek thee did I ...
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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...