Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic1857 |
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... grave men , who , while their diligent hands Tended or gather'd in the fruits of earth , Were reverend learners in the solemn school Of nature . Not in vain to them were sent Seedtime and harvest , or the vernal shower That darken'd the ...
... grave men , who , while their diligent hands Tended or gather'd in the fruits of earth , Were reverend learners in the solemn school Of nature . Not in vain to them were sent Seedtime and harvest , or the vernal shower That darken'd the ...
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... grave , And see that no one's there ? And promise me that when you die , That they your grave shall make Next unto mine , that I may be Close to you when I wake ? Nay do not leave me , dear mamma , Your watch beside me keep ; My heart ...
... grave , And see that no one's there ? And promise me that when you die , That they your grave shall make Next unto mine , that I may be Close to you when I wake ? Nay do not leave me , dear mamma , Your watch beside me keep ; My heart ...
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... grave with a tear of emotion , Where calm Avon - Buee seeks the kisses of ocean , Or plant a wild wreath , from the banks of that river , O'er the heart , and the harp , that are sleeping for ever . HOPE . A fine passage in CAMPBELL's ...
... grave with a tear of emotion , Where calm Avon - Buee seeks the kisses of ocean , Or plant a wild wreath , from the banks of that river , O'er the heart , and the harp , that are sleeping for ever . HOPE . A fine passage in CAMPBELL's ...
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... graves , Save that as dews gather in half - closed flowers , Ever the tear - drops in her half - closed eyes Gather'd , and fell , and gather'd yet again . NYMPHS . OSBORN . And now his limbs imbathed Amid immortal nymphs , serenely ...
... graves , Save that as dews gather in half - closed flowers , Ever the tear - drops in her half - closed eyes Gather'd , and fell , and gather'd yet again . NYMPHS . OSBORN . And now his limbs imbathed Amid immortal nymphs , serenely ...
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... grave tragedians taught In chorus or iambic , teachers best Of moral prudence , with delight received In brief sententious precepts , while they treat Of fate , and chance , and change in human life ; High actions , and high passions ...
... grave tragedians taught In chorus or iambic , teachers best Of moral prudence , with delight received In brief sententious precepts , while they treat Of fate , and chance , and change in human life ; High actions , and high passions ...
Common terms and phrases
angels art thou BARRY CORNWALL BEAUTIFUL POETRY beneath bird bloom blue Bouillabaisse breast breath breeze bright brow CHARLES MACKAY cheek Cloudland clouds dark dead dear death deep dost doth dream earth evermore eyes fair flowers gaze gentle gleam glory glow golden Gougane Barra grave green hand hath hear heart heaven HEINRICH HEINE hills hope HORACE SMITH hour hues Israfel JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL land leaves light lips live lonely look look'd love's lyre morn mountain mournful murmur neath never night o'er pass'd Pixies poem poet rest rose round S. T. COLERIDGE seem'd shade shadow shine shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream summer sweet tears tempest thee thine things thou art thou hast thought thro trees twas voice waves wild wind wings
Popular passages
Page 11 - And ye, beneath life's crushing load Whose forms are bending low; Who toil along the climbing way With painful steps and slow, — Look now! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing; O, rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing.
Page 30 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight, Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade, Oxford the foe invade, And cruel slaughter made, Still as they ran up; Suffolk his axe did ply, Beaumont and Willoughby Bare them right doughtily, Ferrers and Fanhope.
Page 355 - The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour, which doth in it live. The canker blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses.
Page 224 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 190 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most ; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
Page 145 - Spirit of Beauty, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, - where art thou gone? Why dost thou pass away and leave our state. This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate?
Page 224 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Page 75 - Is it far away in some region old Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold, — Where the burning rays of the ruby shine, And the diamond lights up the secret mine, And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand, — Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ? " " Not there, not there, my child ! " Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ! Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy, Dreams cannot picture a world so fair, — Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless...
Page 260 - O, let not virtue seek Remuneration for the thing it was ; For beauty, wit, High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service, Love, friendship, charity, are subjects all To envious and calumniating time. One touch of nature makes the whole world kin, — That all with one consent praise new-born gawds.
Page 154 - Out of the fertile ground he caused to grow All trees of noblest kind, for sight, smell, taste ; And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming ambrosial fruit Of vegetable gold...