The Heart of Oak Books, Bücher 5Kate Stephens, Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne D. C. Heath & Company, 1895 |
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... King ; When on the boughs the purple buds expand , The banners of the vanguard of the Spring , And rivulets , rejoicing , rush and leap , And wave their fluttering signals from the steep . The robin and the bluebird , piping loud ...
... King ; When on the boughs the purple buds expand , The banners of the vanguard of the Spring , And rivulets , rejoicing , rush and leap , And wave their fluttering signals from the steep . The robin and the bluebird , piping loud ...
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... King Henry to deride , His ransom to provide To the king sending ; Which he neglects the while , As from a nation vile , Yet , with an angry smile , Their fall portending . And turning to his men , Quoth our brave Henry then : " Though ...
... King Henry to deride , His ransom to provide To the king sending ; Which he neglects the while , As from a nation vile , Yet , with an angry smile , Their fall portending . And turning to his men , Quoth our brave Henry then : " Though ...
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... flew , Not one was tardy : Arms were from shoulders sent ; Scalps to the teeth were rent ; Down the French peasants went ; Our men were hardy This while our noble king , His broadsword brandishing , 42 THE BALLAD OF AGINCOURT .
... flew , Not one was tardy : Arms were from shoulders sent ; Scalps to the teeth were rent ; Down the French peasants went ; Our men were hardy This while our noble king , His broadsword brandishing , 42 THE BALLAD OF AGINCOURT .
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Kate Stephens, Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne. This while our noble king , His broadsword brandishing , Down the French host did ding , As to o'erwhelm it ; And many a deep wound rent His arms with blood besprent , And many a ...
Kate Stephens, Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne. This while our noble king , His broadsword brandishing , Down the French host did ding , As to o'erwhelm it ; And many a deep wound rent His arms with blood besprent , And many a ...
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... King Harry ? RIP VAN WINKLE . Washington Irving . [ The following Tale was found among the papers of the late Diedrich Knickerbocker , an old gentleman of New York , who was very curious in the Dutch History of the province , and the ...
... King Harry ? RIP VAN WINKLE . Washington Irving . [ The following Tale was found among the papers of the late Diedrich Knickerbocker , an old gentleman of New York , who was very curious in the Dutch History of the province , and the ...
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Seite 253 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.
Seite 224 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Seite 184 - The harbour-bay was clear as glass, So smoothly it was strewn! And on the bay the moonlight lay, And the shadow of the Moon. The rock shone bright, the kirk no less, That stands above the rock: The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock.
Seite 2 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame,. Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray ; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life, They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Seite 189 - 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.
Seite 345 - Lyrical Ballads, in which it was agreed that my endeavours should be directed to persons and characters supernatural, or at least romantic — yet so as to transfer from our inward nature a human interest and a semblance of truth sufficient to procure for these shadows of imagination that willing suspension of disbelief, for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
Seite 181 - The Sun, right up above the mast, Had fixed her to the ocean: But in a minute she 'gan stir, With a short uneasy motion Backwards and forwards half her length With a short uneasy motion.
Seite 187 - I never saw aught like to them, Unless perchance it were Brown skeletons of leaves that lag My forest-brook along; When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, And the owlet whoops to the wolf below, That eats the she-wolf's young.
Seite 258 - As You LIKE IT Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither! come hither! come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets, Come hither!
Seite 187 - Upon the whirl, where sank the ship, The boat spun round and round; And all was still, save that the hill Was telling of the sound. I...