Amusing poetry, ed. by S. BrooksGilbert & Rivington, 1857 |
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... waves on waves ; These press each other onward , dear , Until the outmost finds your ear . " " And then , papa , I hear the ... wave , or tide , Has only reached your ear's outside . " Within that ear the surgeons find A tympanum , 4 THE ...
... waves on waves ; These press each other onward , dear , Until the outmost finds your ear . " " And then , papa , I hear the ... wave , or tide , Has only reached your ear's outside . " Within that ear the surgeons find A tympanum , 4 THE ...
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... wave's vibrations this transmits On to the incus bone , ( Incus means anvil , which it hits , ) And this transfers the tone To the small os orbiculare , The tiniest bone that people carry . " The stapes next - the name recalls A ...
... wave's vibrations this transmits On to the incus bone , ( Incus means anvil , which it hits , ) And this transfers the tone To the small os orbiculare , The tiniest bone that people carry . " The stapes next - the name recalls A ...
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... wave Rode never bark more fair than she , More royal , and more brave . The white sails swelling to the breeze Are mirror'd in those summer seas , As ocean birds with snowy wing O'er the blue deep their shadows fling , And round the ...
... wave Rode never bark more fair than she , More royal , and more brave . The white sails swelling to the breeze Are mirror'd in those summer seas , As ocean birds with snowy wing O'er the blue deep their shadows fling , And round the ...
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... strong ? That he humbled the pride of the Paynim throng ? That where'er he turn'd , from his dreaded track The swarth sons of Afric , dismay'd , drew back ? E'en as the wild waves flow back from the rock HEART OF BRUCE . 13.
... strong ? That he humbled the pride of the Paynim throng ? That where'er he turn'd , from his dreaded track The swarth sons of Afric , dismay'd , drew back ? E'en as the wild waves flow back from the rock HEART OF BRUCE . 13.
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Amusing poetry Shirley Brooks. E'en as the wild waves flow back from the rock , When it spurns back their might and derides their shock . " Pass on , brave heart , as thou wert wont , Th ' embattled hosts before : Douglas will die , or ...
Amusing poetry Shirley Brooks. E'en as the wild waves flow back from the rock , When it spurns back their might and derides their shock . " Pass on , brave heart , as thou wert wont , Th ' embattled hosts before : Douglas will die , or ...
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Page 140 - She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found That was so large and smooth and round. Old Kaspar took it from the boy Who stood expectant by: And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh "'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he, "Who fell in the great victory.
Page 83 - A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 207 - That he hung on its margin, far and near, Where a rock could rear its head. He went to the windows of those who slept, And over each pane, like a fairy, crept; Wherever he breathed, wherever he...
Page 84 - I heard a fair one cry; But give to me the snoring breeze And white waves heaving high; And white waves heaving high, my boys, The good ship tight and free — The world of waters is our home, And merry men are we.
Page 210 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Page 142 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won ; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun : But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro* won And our good Prince Eugene;' 'Why 'twas a very wicked thing !' Said little Wilhelmine; 'Nay . . nay . . my little girl,' quoth he, 'It was a famous victory.
Page 184 - Her pranks the favourite theme of every tongue. But now the day was come, the day, the hour ; Now, frowning, smiling, for the hundredth time, The nurse, that ancient lady, preached decorum ; And, in the lustre of her youth, she gave Her hand, with her heart in it, to FRANCESCO.
Page 184 - She was an only child ; from infancy The joy, the pride of an indulgent sire. Her mother dying of the gift she gave, That precious gift, what else remain'd to him ? The young Ginevra was his all in life, Still as she grew, for ever in his sight ; And in her fifteenth year became a bride, Marrying an only son, Francesco Doria, Her playmate from her birth, and her first love.
Page 94 - The first is to tell him there in that stead, With his crowne of golde so fair on his head, Among all his liege-men so noble of birth, To within one penny of what he is worth.
Page 175 - No STIR in the air, no stir in the sea: The ship was still as she could be; Her sails from heaven received no motion; Her keel was steady in the ocean. Without either sign or sound of their shock, The waves flowed over the Inchcape Rock; So little they rose, so little they fell, They did not move the Inchcape Bell. The...