Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics ...Macmillan, 1903 |
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... round our weary way , Gilds with a gleam of distant day . Still , where rosy pleasure leads , See a kindred grief pursue ; " Behind the steps that misery treads Approaching comfort view : The hues of bliss more brightly glow Chastised ...
... round our weary way , Gilds with a gleam of distant day . Still , where rosy pleasure leads , See a kindred grief pursue ; " Behind the steps that misery treads Approaching comfort view : The hues of bliss more brightly glow Chastised ...
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... round thy green retreat ; On whose enamell'd side , When holy freedom died , No equal haunt allured thy future feet : - O sister meek of Truth , To my admiring youth Thy sober aid and native charms infuse ! The flowers that sweetest ...
... round thy green retreat ; On whose enamell'd side , When holy freedom died , No equal haunt allured thy future feet : - O sister meek of Truth , To my admiring youth Thy sober aid and native charms infuse ! The flowers that sweetest ...
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... round , And all thy sons , O Nature ! learn my tale . 3 . SOLITUDE Happy the man , whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound , Content to breathe his native air In his own ground . W. Collins CLIV . Whose herds with milk , whose ...
... round , And all thy sons , O Nature ! learn my tale . 3 . SOLITUDE Happy the man , whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound , Content to breathe his native air In his own ground . W. Collins CLIV . Whose herds with milk , whose ...
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... round face , the snowy beard , The velvet of her paws , Her coat that with the tortoise vies , 10 Her ears of jet , and emerald eyes- She saw , and purr'd applause . Still had she gazed , but ' midst the tide Two angel forms were seen ...
... round face , the snowy beard , The velvet of her paws , Her coat that with the tortoise vies , 10 Her ears of jet , and emerald eyes- She saw , and purr'd applause . Still had she gazed , but ' midst the tide Two angel forms were seen ...
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... round him wait ! Amazement in his van , with flight combined , And sorrow's faded form , and solitude behind . ' Mighty victor , mighty lord , Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart , no eye , afford A tear to grace his ...
... round him wait ! Amazement in his van , with flight combined , And sorrow's faded form , and solitude behind . ' Mighty victor , mighty lord , Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart , no eye , afford A tear to grace his ...
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Página 48 - John Anderson my jo. John Anderson my jo, John, We clamb the hill thegither ; And mony a canty day, John, We've had wi' ane anither : Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep thegither at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Página 65 - It may be safely affirmed that there neither is, nor can be, any essential difference between the language of prose and metrical composition.
Página 55 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Página 29 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round ; Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound : And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand odours from his dewy wings.
Página 98 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Página 16 - It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak, She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Página 66 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Página 42 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Página 33 - WEE, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie, O, what a panic's in thy breastie ! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi...
Página 50 - Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.