Little Classics: Minor poemsRossiter Johnson J. R. Osgood, 1900 |
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Alfred Tennyson angels bosom brave break breast breath bright brow Bryan Waller Procter Charles Kingsley cheek cold dark dear died in beauty doth Douglas dream earth Edmund Clarence Stedman eyes fade fair flowers forever gleam glory glow golden gone grave green hair hand hath hear heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills immortal ivy green John John Greenleaf Whittier JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE kiss kye come hame land Lay him low leal light lips live Long-Ago look love is dead love's Mary morn never night o'er pale PEEL CASTLE Percy Bysshe Shelley rest Richard Realf river round shade shadow shining sigh silent sing sleep smile snow song sorrow soul spirit stars stream summer sweet tears Tell thee thine thought Three Cows voice weary weep William Motherwell Willie willow tree wind Woman of Three Yarrow
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Page 145 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Page 77 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 41 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Page 212 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 50 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date...
Page 150 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.
Page 18 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows , simple wiles , Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Page 198 - Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on; Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd, Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone...
Page 172 - O'er each fair sleeping brow, She had each folded flower in sight— Where are those dreamers now? One midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream, is laid ; The Indian knows his place of rest Far in the cedar shade.
Page 65 - ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.