The Speaker's Garland, Volume 2Penn Publishing Company, 1892 |
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Pagina 7
... fear ! Why shouldst thou faint ? Heaven smiles above Though storm and vapor intervene ; That sun shines on , whose name is love , Serenely o'er life's shadowed scene . Press on ! surmount the rocky steeps , Climb boldly o'er the ...
... fear ! Why shouldst thou faint ? Heaven smiles above Though storm and vapor intervene ; That sun shines on , whose name is love , Serenely o'er life's shadowed scene . Press on ! surmount the rocky steeps , Climb boldly o'er the ...
Pagina 9
... fear that made you lag , unless ' twas fear of God ; D'ye think he'd hear you if you prayed ? —I do not mean old Todd . " Yes ? " well , kneel down - my words are rough , too rough for such as he , But may be he will hear my boy , and ...
... fear that made you lag , unless ' twas fear of God ; D'ye think he'd hear you if you prayed ? —I do not mean old Todd . " Yes ? " well , kneel down - my words are rough , too rough for such as he , But may be he will hear my boy , and ...
Pagina 14
... fear . Wrongs , insults , injuries thrust him forth A bandit - chief to dwell ; How he avenged his slighted worth , Ye , cravens , best may tell ! " His spirit lives in the mountain breath , It flows in the mountain wave ; Rock - stream ...
... fear . Wrongs , insults , injuries thrust him forth A bandit - chief to dwell ; How he avenged his slighted worth , Ye , cravens , best may tell ! " His spirit lives in the mountain breath , It flows in the mountain wave ; Rock - stream ...
Pagina 15
... fear ; She starts - the bandit's last faint sigh Breathes on her sharpened ear . She gazes on each stiffening limb , And the death - damp chills her brow : " For him I lived - I die with him ! Slaves , do your office now ! " OUR FOLKS ...
... fear ; She starts - the bandit's last faint sigh Breathes on her sharpened ear . She gazes on each stiffening limb , And the death - damp chills her brow : " For him I lived - I die with him ! Slaves , do your office now ! " OUR FOLKS ...
Pagina 21
... fear to speak , You'll never grant the boon I seek . " Oh say , " he cried , “ dear angel , say What must I do , and I obey ; No longer rack me with suspense , Speak your commands , and send me hence . " 22 Well , then , dear generous ...
... fear to speak , You'll never grant the boon I seek . " Oh say , " he cried , “ dear angel , say What must I do , and I obey ; No longer rack me with suspense , Speak your commands , and send me hence . " 22 Well , then , dear generous ...
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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
angels Annabel Lee arms asked balance wheel Beagle beautiful beneath bless Boy George breath Calaveras county captain's gig child cold cousin Sally Dilliard cried dark dead dear death Deborah Lee door Dora dream earth eyes face fair father fear feel feet flowers frog give glory gone grave hand head hear heard heart heaven helmet of Navarre Henry of Navarre hope hour kiss lady light lips live look Lord morning mother neath never night o'er once passed poor portmanteau pray prayer round Santa Claus shine sigh sleep smile sorrow soul speak spirit stand star stood sure sweet tears tell thee There's thing thou thought to-day told took turned Twas twill vaiter voice W. S. Gilbert wife word young
Populaire passages
Pagina 122 - But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me.
Pagina 70 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Pagina 123 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself; And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Pagina 122 - The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me ; Yes ! — that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Pagina 70 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
Pagina 105 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Pagina 78 - My liege, I did deny no prisoners. But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat...
Pagina 180 - Rome, thou hast lost the breed of noble bloods ! When went there by an age, since the great flood, But it was famed with more than with one man...