The Speaker's Garland, Volume 2Penn Publishing Company, 1892 |
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Pagina vii
... Flowers .. How's my Boy . Helvellyn .... Have Charity .. How Jamie Came Home Hamlet's Ghost .. Herve Riel .. William Cullen Bryant . viii . Morian Douglas , viii . 114 141 V. 142 Elmer Ruan Coates . .......... J . G. Holland . vi . 54 ...
... Flowers .. How's my Boy . Helvellyn .... Have Charity .. How Jamie Came Home Hamlet's Ghost .. Herve Riel .. William Cullen Bryant . viii . Morian Douglas , viii . 114 141 V. 142 Elmer Ruan Coates . .......... J . G. Holland . vi . 54 ...
Pagina xi
... Flowers on My Papa's Grave ...... ......... C . E. L. Holmes . V. 119 Youth and Age ....... vi . 51 Yarn of the " Nancy Bell " . W. S. Gilbert . vii . Ye Editor's Perplexities ... viii . 28 10 SUPPLEMENTARY PAGES . Sentiments , Life ...
... Flowers on My Papa's Grave ...... ......... C . E. L. Holmes . V. 119 Youth and Age ....... vi . 51 Yarn of the " Nancy Bell " . W. S. Gilbert . vii . Ye Editor's Perplexities ... viii . 28 10 SUPPLEMENTARY PAGES . Sentiments , Life ...
Pagina 16
... flowers fall as well as oaks ; And so - fair Annie blooms no more ! And that's the matter with your folks . " See , this long curl was kept for you ; And this white blossom from her breast ; And here your sister Bessie wrote A letter ...
... flowers fall as well as oaks ; And so - fair Annie blooms no more ! And that's the matter with your folks . " See , this long curl was kept for you ; And this white blossom from her breast ; And here your sister Bessie wrote A letter ...
Pagina 17
... flowers , and the water , and the sky be sorry ? They be- lieved they would be sorry . For , said they , the buds are the children of the flowers , and the little playful streams that gambol down the hillsides are the children of the ...
... flowers , and the water , and the sky be sorry ? They be- lieved they would be sorry . For , said they , the buds are the children of the flowers , and the little playful streams that gambol down the hillsides are the children of the ...
Pagina 50
... flower ? Who spreads in the autumnal bower The fruit tree's mellow stores around , And sends the winter's icy power , To invigorate the exhausted ground ? No God - Who makes the bill to wing Its 50 ONE HUNDRED CHOICE SELECTIONS.
... flower ? Who spreads in the autumnal bower The fruit tree's mellow stores around , And sends the winter's icy power , To invigorate the exhausted ground ? No God - Who makes the bill to wing Its 50 ONE HUNDRED CHOICE SELECTIONS.
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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...