Favourite English Poems: Thomson to Tennyson, 1700-1860Sampson Low, Son & Company, 1863 |
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... SIR JOHN MOORE THE EVE OF WATERLOO . Robert Burns 61 William Cowper 72 Charles Dibdin . 86 John Keats 89 Robert Bloomfield 116 Charles Wolfe 194 Lord Byron . 197 TO A SKYLARK Percy Bysshe Shelley 203 THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL Walter ...
... SIR JOHN MOORE THE EVE OF WATERLOO . Robert Burns 61 William Cowper 72 Charles Dibdin . 86 John Keats 89 Robert Bloomfield 116 Charles Wolfe 194 Lord Byron . 197 TO A SKYLARK Percy Bysshe Shelley 203 THE LAY OF THE LAST MINSTREL Walter ...
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... Sir John Moore , " pronounced by Lord Byron to be " the most perfect ode in the language . " ] Nor a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the ...
... Sir John Moore , " pronounced by Lord Byron to be " the most perfect ode in the language . " ] Nor a drum was heard , not a funeral note , As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the ...
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... sadly we laid him down , From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line , and we raised not a stone- But we left him alone in his glory ! THE NIGHT BEFORE WATERLOO . BY LORD BYRON . ( 196 THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE .
... sadly we laid him down , From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line , and we raised not a stone- But we left him alone in his glory ! THE NIGHT BEFORE WATERLOO . BY LORD BYRON . ( 196 THE BURIAL OF SIR JOHN MOORE .
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THE NIGHT BEFORE WATERLOO . BY LORD BYRON . ( LORD BYRON , the only son of Captain John Byron of the Guards , and Catherine Gordon of Gight , an Aberdeenshire heiress , was born in Holles Street , London , on the 22d of January , 1788 ...
THE NIGHT BEFORE WATERLOO . BY LORD BYRON . ( LORD BYRON , the only son of Captain John Byron of the Guards , and Catherine Gordon of Gight , an Aberdeenshire heiress , was born in Holles Street , London , on the 22d of January , 1788 ...
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... Sir Timothy Shelley , of Castle Goring , Sussex , was born at Field Place , in that county , on the 4th of ... Lord Byron . After some years of disease , intense study , and literary occupations , he was accidentally drowned in ...
... Sir Timothy Shelley , of Castle Goring , Sussex , was born at Field Place , in that county , on the 4th of ... Lord Byron . After some years of disease , intense study , and literary occupations , he was accidentally drowned in ...
Expressions et termes fréquents
Albatross beneath bird BIRKET FOSTER blessings blest bliss breast breath bright brow C. W. COPE CHARLES DIBDIN charm cheerful child clouds cold CRESWICK dead dear deep door dread dream E. H. WEHNERT e'en earth father fear fields flowers GEORGE THOMAS Giles Gilpin glow green hand HARRISON WEIR hath head hear heard heart Heaven hill Hope hour John Gilpin labour land land of mist light living looks LORD BYRON loud Loxian Luke midnight moon morn mother murmurs Nature's never night o'er peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY pleasure poem poor poor Jack Porphyro pow'r praise pride Queen rapture rise ROBERT SOUTHEY round shade ship shore sigh sleep smile song soul sound spirit storm sweet Sweet Auburn tell thee thine thou thought toil trembling twas vale village voice warm wave weary wild wind wing wretched
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Page 19 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...
Page 258 - I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach.
Page 64 - But, hark ! a rap comes gently to the door ; Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same, Tells how a neebor lad cam o'er the moor, To do some errands, and convoy her hame. The wily Mother sees the conscious flame Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek, With heart-struck anxious care, inquires his name, While Jenny hafflins is afraid to speak ; Weel pleas'd the Mother hears, it's nae wild, worthless rake. Wi...
Page 30 - Dear lovely bowers of innocence and ease, Seats of my youth, when every sport could please, How often have I loiter'd o'er thy green, Where humble happiness endear'd each scene!
Page 241 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
Page 72 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Page 1 - THESE, as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields ; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart is joy.
Page 110 - The blisses of her dream so pure and deep At which fair Madeline began to weep, And moan forth witless words with many a sigh; While still her gaze on Porphyro would keep; Who knelt, with joined hands and piteous eye, Fearing to move or speak, she look'd so dreamingly. XXXV 'Ah, Porphyro!
Page 89 - St. Agnes' Eve* — Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limped trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold...
Page 265 - 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.