Gleanings from the Poets: For Home and SchoolCrosby and Nichols, 1857 - 430 Seiten |
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... mother's tender care , When too young to understand , He but scorched his little hand , By the candle's flaming light Attracted , dancing , spiral , bright ; Clasping fond her darling round , A thousand kisses healed the wound . Now ...
... mother's tender care , When too young to understand , He but scorched his little hand , By the candle's flaming light Attracted , dancing , spiral , bright ; Clasping fond her darling round , A thousand kisses healed the wound . Now ...
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... mother a lady , both lovely and bright ; The woods and the glens , from the towers which we see , They all are belonging , dear baby , to thee . O , fear not the bugle , though loudly it blows , It calls but the warders that guard thy ...
... mother a lady , both lovely and bright ; The woods and the glens , from the towers which we see , They all are belonging , dear baby , to thee . O , fear not the bugle , though loudly it blows , It calls but the warders that guard thy ...
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... mother upon the low grass . While the mother is reaping , the infant is sleeping ; Not the basket that holds the provision is less , By the hard - working reaper , than this little sleeper , Regarded , till hunger does on the babe press ...
... mother upon the low grass . While the mother is reaping , the infant is sleeping ; Not the basket that holds the provision is less , By the hard - working reaper , than this little sleeper , Regarded , till hunger does on the babe press ...
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... mother , That can never trouble thee . You are but ten weeks old to - morrow ; What can you know of our loss ? The house is full enough of sorrow , Little baby , don't be cross . Peace , cry not so , my dearest love ; Hush , my baby ...
... mother , That can never trouble thee . You are but ten weeks old to - morrow ; What can you know of our loss ? The house is full enough of sorrow , Little baby , don't be cross . Peace , cry not so , my dearest love ; Hush , my baby ...
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... , A lovely boy would rove , To play beside the image That sanctified the grove . Oft sat his mother by him , Among the shadows dim , And told how the Lord Jesus Was once a child like him . " And now from highest heaven He doth look down.
... , A lovely boy would rove , To play beside the image That sanctified the grove . Oft sat his mother by him , Among the shadows dim , And told how the Lord Jesus Was once a child like him . " And now from highest heaven He doth look down.
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ARNOLD WINKELRIED beauty beneath bird Birdie bless bloom breast breath bright brow canst cheer child Crocodile customed hill dark dear death deep delight dost doth E'en earth fair father fear flowers fly away home glory gone grave green grief hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Inchcape Inchcape rock John Barleycorn King lady Lamb land light live look Lord loud Mabel Mary Howitt maun MIDSUMMER DAY mind mother mountain mourn ne'er never night numbers o'er ODE TO DUTY Old English Poetry Patrick Spence poor praise Queen rock rose round sail Samian wine shining shining book shore silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spring stars storm stream sweet tears tempests thee thine things thou art thou hast thought tree unto voice wandering waves weep wild wind wings wood