The birthday book of flower and songGeorge Routledge and Sons, 1877 - 128 Seiten |
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... star rise , our eyes with light t'embue . Henry More . January 17th . OLD Time will fling his clouds ere long Upon those sunny eyes ; The voice whose every word is song Will set itself to sighs . Your quiet slumbers , hopes and fears ...
... star rise , our eyes with light t'embue . Henry More . January 17th . OLD Time will fling his clouds ere long Upon those sunny eyes ; The voice whose every word is song Will set itself to sighs . Your quiet slumbers , hopes and fears ...
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... star Hath had elsewhere its setting , And cometh from afar : Not in entire forgetfulness , And not in utter ... stars are bright above , And below the flowers . Apple - blossoms on the trees , Gold - cups in the meadows ; Branches waving ...
... star Hath had elsewhere its setting , And cometh from afar : Not in entire forgetfulness , And not in utter ... stars are bright above , And below the flowers . Apple - blossoms on the trees , Gold - cups in the meadows ; Branches waving ...
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... star A gentle greeting sends , Hope whispering it may shine afar Upon our absent friends . THE voice of the teamster , The whirr of the mill , The rush of the water , The drip of the rill , The clamour of rooks As their doings they tell ...
... star A gentle greeting sends , Hope whispering it may shine afar Upon our absent friends . THE voice of the teamster , The whirr of the mill , The rush of the water , The drip of the rill , The clamour of rooks As their doings they tell ...
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... star . So young , so gracious , upon whom the skies Rained every dewy gift of Paradise . LADY , when thy voice I greet , Not heavenly music seems so sweet . Tennyson . Alfred Austin . Oliver W. Holmes . May 2nd . THERE'S not a flower of ...
... star . So young , so gracious , upon whom the skies Rained every dewy gift of Paradise . LADY , when thy voice I greet , Not heavenly music seems so sweet . Tennyson . Alfred Austin . Oliver W. Holmes . May 2nd . THERE'S not a flower of ...
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... star To perch upon my finger ; or the wind To follow me like a dog , as think to keep A woman's heart again . THIS year shall pass as others pass'd , But on its seedless soil , I fear , Shall nought be cast save some stray tear , Till ...
... star To perch upon my finger ; or the wind To follow me like a dog , as think to keep A woman's heart again . THIS year shall pass as others pass'd , But on its seedless soil , I fear , Shall nought be cast save some stray tear , Till ...
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Adelaide Alfred Austin angels April August beauty bless blest breathe bright Bryan Charles Waller Christina Rossetti dark dear December doth dream E. B. Browning E. H. Plumptre earth Edmund Spenser Edmund Waller eyes face fair faith fear February flowers George Eliot George Mac Donald Gerald Massey glorious golden grace Hamilton King hand happy hath heart Heaven hope January Jean Ingelow Joanna Baillie John Moultrie July June land life's light live Longfellow look Lowell maiden March never night noble November o'er October Philip James Bailey Procter Robert Browning Robert Buchanan rose Selkirk September Shakespeare Sheridan Knowles shine sigh sing smile soft song sorrow soul spirit Spring star sweet Sydney Dobell tears Tennyson thee Theodore Martin thine things thou thought toil true truth voice W. M. W. Call weary Whittier William Allingham William Morris wind words Wordsworth youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 98 - When in the chronicle of wasted time I see descriptions of the fairest wights, And beauty making beautiful old rhyme, In praise of ladies dead and lovely knights, Then in the blazon of sweet beauty's best, Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow, I see their antique pen would have express'd Even such a beauty as you master now.
Seite 116 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Seite 106 - Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment ; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
Seite 51 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me, Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Seite 79 - 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, land of my sires!
Seite 19 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Seite 120 - BID me to live, and I will live Thy Protestant to be; Or bid me love, and I will give A loving heart to thee. A heart as soft, a heart as kind, A heart as sound and free, As in the whole world thou can'st find, That heart I'll give to thee. Bid that heart stay, and it will stay, To honour thy decree; Or bid it languish quite away, And 't shall do so for thee.
Seite 49 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Seite 24 - BE NOBLE ! and the nobleness that lies In other men, sleeping, but never dead, Will rise in majesty to meet thine own; Then wilt thou see it gleam in many eyes, Then will pure light around thy path be shed, And thou wilt nevermore be sad and lone.
Seite 116 - There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, ;'-. With whom the melodies abide Of th' everlasting chime ; Who carry music in their heart Through dusky lane and wrangling mart, Plying their daily task with busier feet, Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat.