The casquet of literature, a selection in poetry and prose, ed. with notes by C. Gibbon1874 |
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... Master Gookin , " whispered she , " hath a comely maiden to his daughter . And hark ye , my pet ! Thou hast a fair out- side , and a pretty wit enough of thine own . Yea , a pretty wit enough ! Thou wilt think better of it when thou ...
... Master Gookin , " whispered she , " hath a comely maiden to his daughter . And hark ye , my pet ! Thou hast a fair out- side , and a pretty wit enough of thine own . Yea , a pretty wit enough ! Thou wilt think better of it when thou ...
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... Master Gookin's door . Get thee gone , my pretty pet , my darling , my precious one , my treasure ; and if anyone ask thy name , it is Feathertop . For thou hast a feather in thy hat , and I have thrust a handful of feathers into the ...
... Master Gookin's door . Get thee gone , my pretty pet , my darling , my precious one , my treasure ; and if anyone ask thy name , it is Feathertop . For thou hast a feather in thy hat , and I have thrust a handful of feathers into the ...
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... master's back- yard , vociferating an execrable howl . The other dissentient was a young child , who squalled at the fullest stretch of his lungs , and babbled some unintelligible nonsense about a pumpkin . Feathertop meanwhile pursued ...
... master's back- yard , vociferating an execrable howl . The other dissentient was a young child , who squalled at the fullest stretch of his lungs , and babbled some unintelligible nonsense about a pumpkin . Feathertop meanwhile pursued ...
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... Master Gookin's aspect , as he opened the door , was doubtful and troubled . " This gentleman , " continued he , presenting the stranger , " is the Chevalier Feathertop , - nay , I beg his pardon , my Lord Feathertop , who hath brought ...
... Master Gookin's aspect , as he opened the door , was doubtful and troubled . " This gentleman , " continued he , presenting the stranger , " is the Chevalier Feathertop , - nay , I beg his pardon , my Lord Feathertop , who hath brought ...
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... master the necessity of felling the old trees , as they did not look well , and by taking them away they would probably also get rid of the screaming birds , which would seek another place . But he never could be induced either to give ...
... master the necessity of felling the old trees , as they did not look well , and by taking them away they would probably also get rid of the screaming birds , which would seek another place . But he never could be induced either to give ...
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Page 349 - 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.
Page 349 - 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. 'She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm* Of mute insensate things.
Page 18 - Winter yelling through the troublous air, Affrights thy shrinking train, And rudely rends thy robes : So long, regardful of thy quiet rule, Shall Fancy, Friendship, Science, smiling Peace, Thy gentlest influence own, And love thy favourite name ! ODE TO PEACE.
Page 9 - Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there...
Page 141 - See him in the dish, his second cradle, how meek he lieth! wouldst thou have had this innocent grow up to the grossness and indocility which too often accompany maturer swinehood? Ten to one he would have proved a glutton, a sloven, an obstinate, disagreeable animal - wallowing in all manner of filthy conversation - from these sins he is happily snatched away Ere sin could blight, or sorrow fade. Death came with timely care...
Page 12 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are : I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death, like sleep, might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Page 96 - 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.
Page 140 - Together with the cottage (a sorry antediluvian makeshift of a building, you may think it), what was of much more importance, a fine litter of new-farrowed pigs, no less than nine in number, perished.
Page 142 - He is all neighbours' fare. I am one of those who freely and ungrudgingly impart a share of the good things of this life which fall to their lot (few as mine are in this kind) to a friend. I protest I take as great an interest in my friend's pleasures, his relishes, and proper satisfactions, as in mine own. " Presents," I often say,
Page 63 - Goody, good-woman, gossip, n'aunt, forsooth, Or dame, the sole additions she did hear; Yet these she challenged, these she held right dear ; Ne would esteem him act as mought behove Who should not honour'd eld with these revere ; For never title yet so mean could prove, But there was eke a mind which did that title love.