The Royal Gallery of Poetry and Art: An Illustrated Book of the Favorite Poetic Gems of the English Language : the Choicest Productions of Authors, Living and Dead, for the Uncrowned Kings and Queens of American Homes |
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... Grass shall Cover Me Ina D. Coolbrith 394 Sleep The Song of the Shirt Elizabeth Barret Browning 394 · Thomas Hood 394 Little Shoes and Stockings When We Two Parted . Little Jim • • Thomas Hood 385 Anonymous 386 Lord Byron 386 Anonymous ...
... Grass shall Cover Me Ina D. Coolbrith 394 Sleep The Song of the Shirt Elizabeth Barret Browning 394 · Thomas Hood 394 Little Shoes and Stockings When We Two Parted . Little Jim • • Thomas Hood 385 Anonymous 386 Lord Byron 386 Anonymous ...
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... grass grown court " 345 66 Upon the Isle of May The Lake at Sunset . " The fence was lost , and the wall of stone The windows blocked , and the well - curb " The man in his sleigh , and his faithful dog , And his beautiful Morgan brown ...
... grass grown court " 345 66 Upon the Isle of May The Lake at Sunset . " The fence was lost , and the wall of stone The windows blocked , and the well - curb " The man in his sleigh , and his faithful dog , And his beautiful Morgan brown ...
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... grasses , And dance with the cuckoo - buds slender and small ! Here's two bonny boys , and here's mother's own lasses , Eager to gather them all . Heigh - ho ! daises and buttercups ! Mother shall thread them a daisy chain ; Sing them a ...
... grasses , And dance with the cuckoo - buds slender and small ! Here's two bonny boys , and here's mother's own lasses , Eager to gather them all . Heigh - ho ! daises and buttercups ! Mother shall thread them a daisy chain ; Sing them a ...
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... grass pressed , Soft and warm and full to the brim ; Vetches leaned over it purple and dim ; With buttercup buds to follow . I pray you hear my song of a nest , For it is not long : - You shall never light in a summer quest The bushes ...
... grass pressed , Soft and warm and full to the brim ; Vetches leaned over it purple and dim ; With buttercup buds to follow . I pray you hear my song of a nest , For it is not long : - You shall never light in a summer quest The bushes ...
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... grass has grown green , Blossomed , and faded our faces between , Yet with strong yearning and passionate pain Long I to - night for your presence again . Come from the silence so long and so deep ; → Rock me to sleep , mother , -rock ...
... grass has grown green , Blossomed , and faded our faces between , Yet with strong yearning and passionate pain Long I to - night for your presence again . Come from the silence so long and so deep ; → Rock me to sleep , mother , -rock ...
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Page 236 - And there was mounting in hot haste - the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the Morning Star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe ! They come ! They come...
Page 447 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Page 301 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske river where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall, Among bridesmen, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all.
Page 163 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 447 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Page 87 - My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began ; So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The child is father of the man; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
Page 487 - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady ! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...
Page 509 - Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.
Page 42 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Page 490 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.