The Poetical Works of Robert Southey: With a Memoir of the Author ...Little, Brown & Company, 1860 |
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... nor food doth she care : Through her tatters the winds of the winter blow bleak On that withered breast ; and her weather - worn cheek Hath the hue of a mortal despair . 3 . Yet cheerful and happy , nor distant the 8 SOUTHEY'S POEMS .
... nor food doth she care : Through her tatters the winds of the winter blow bleak On that withered breast ; and her weather - worn cheek Hath the hue of a mortal despair . 3 . Yet cheerful and happy , nor distant the 8 SOUTHEY'S POEMS .
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... wind whistled down the dark aisle . 5 . She loved ; and young Richard had settled the day , And she hoped to be ... wind roar . 7 . " " Tis pleasant , " cried one , " seated by the fireside , To hear the wind whistle without . " " What a ...
... wind whistled down the dark aisle . 5 . She loved ; and young Richard had settled the day , And she hoped to be ... wind roar . 7 . " " Tis pleasant , " cried one , " seated by the fireside , To hear the wind whistle without . " " What a ...
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... wind might awaken the dead ! " 9 . " I'll wager a dinner , " the other one cried , " That Mary would venture there now . " 66 Then wager and lose ! " with a sneer he replied : " I'll warrant she'd fancy a ghost by her side , And faint ...
... wind might awaken the dead ! " 9 . " I'll wager a dinner , " the other one cried , " That Mary would venture there now . " 66 Then wager and lose ! " with a sneer he replied : " I'll warrant she'd fancy a ghost by her side , And faint ...
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... wind blew ; the hoarse ivy shook over her head ; She listened , nought else could she hear ; - The wind fell ; her heart sunk in her bosom with dread , For she heard in the ruins distinctly the tread Of footsteps approaching her near ...
... wind blew ; the hoarse ivy shook over her head ; She listened , nought else could she hear ; - The wind fell ; her heart sunk in her bosom with dread , For she heard in the ruins distinctly the tread Of footsteps approaching her near ...
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... wind hurried by ; It blew off the hat of the one , and , behold ! Even close to the feet of poor Mary it rolled : She fell , and expected to die . 18 . " Curse the hat ! " he exclaims . 66 till we hide Nay , come on The dead body ...
... wind hurried by ; It blew off the hat of the one , and , behold ! Even close to the feet of poor Mary it rolled : She fell , and expected to die . 18 . " Curse the hat ! " he exclaims . 66 till we hide Nay , come on The dead body ...
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Page 137 - She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found; He came to ask what he had found, That was so large, and smooth, and round. 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 137 - It was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.
Page 140 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win." " But what good came of it at last ? " Quoth little Peterkin. " Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
Page 126 - No STIR in the air, no stir in the sea, The ship was still as she could be, Her sails from heaven received no motion, Her keel was steady in the ocean.
Page 61 - The summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet ; 'Twas a piteous sight to see all around The grain lie rotting on the ground. Every day the starving poor Crowded around Bishop Hatto's door, For he had a plentiful last year's store, And all the neighbourhood could tell His granaries were furnish'd well.
Page 129 - On the deck the Rover takes his stand; So dark it is, they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising moon.
Page 138 - And often when I go to plough The ploughshare turns them out. For many thousand men," said he, "Were slain in that great victory." "Now tell us what 'twas all about," Young Peterkin he cries; And little Wilhelmine looks up With wonder-waiting eyes; "Now tell us all about the war, And what they fought each other for.
Page 37 - Roll'd through the fertile plain ; And often the way-faring man Would love to linger there, Forgetful of his onward road, To gaze on scenes so fair. But never could Lord William dare To gaze on Severn's stream ; In every wind that swept its waves He heard young...
Page 9 - She loved ; and young Richard had settled the day, And she hoped to be happy for life : But Richard was idle and worthless, and they Who knew him would pity poor Mary, and say, That she was too good for his wife.
Page 129 - Now where we are I cannot tell, But I wish I could hear the Inchcape Bell. " They hear no sound ; the swell is strong ; Though the wind hath fallen, they drift along, Till the vessel strikes with a shivering shock: " O Christ! it is the Inchcape Rock!