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... heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? SIR WALTER SCOTT . HELPS TO STUDY 66 Lochinvar " is a narrative poem . It tells of actions and has little to say of thoughts or feelings . Its purpose is to tell a story ; and since the story is ...
... heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? SIR WALTER SCOTT . HELPS TO STUDY 66 Lochinvar " is a narrative poem . It tells of actions and has little to say of thoughts or feelings . Its purpose is to tell a story ; and since the story is ...
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... heard In spring - time from the cuckoo - bird , Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides . Will no one tell me what she sings ? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old , unhappy , far - off things , And battles ...
... heard In spring - time from the cuckoo - bird , Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides . Will no one tell me what she sings ? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old , unhappy , far - off things , And battles ...
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... heard no more . WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . HELPS TO STUDY This poem is a reflective poem . It is also a lyric because it tells of personal emotion , and it may also be called descriptive since it pictures a scene and describes a song . It is ...
... heard no more . WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . HELPS TO STUDY This poem is a reflective poem . It is also a lyric because it tells of personal emotion , and it may also be called descriptive since it pictures a scene and describes a song . It is ...
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... heard it from their forefathers , to whom , they believed , it had been murmured by the mountain streams , and whispered 25 by the wind among the tree tops . The story said that at some future day a child should be born hereabouts who ...
... heard it from their forefathers , to whom , they believed , it had been murmured by the mountain streams , and whispered 25 by the wind among the tree tops . The story said that at some future day a child should be born hereabouts who ...
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... heard , approaching swiftly along the winding road . " Here he comes ! " cried a group of people who were assembled to witness the arrival . " Here comes the great 15 Mr. Gathergold ! " A carriage , drawn by four horses , dashed round ...
... heard , approaching swiftly along the winding road . " Here he comes ! " cried a group of people who were assembled to witness the arrival . " Here comes the great 15 Mr. Gathergold ! " A carriage , drawn by four horses , dashed round ...
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Page 348 - Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the Poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave Await alike th' inevitable hour : — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 131 - I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke, But here I am to speak what I do know. You all did love him once, not without cause ; What cause withholds you then to mourn for him ? 0 judgment, thou art fled to brutish beasts, And men have lost their reason!
Page 128 - Romans, countrymen, and lovers! Hear me for my cause, and be silent, that you may hear. Believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe. Censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Caesar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his.
Page 27 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things And battles long ago; Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of today Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Page 97 - Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his...
Page 130 - When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept; Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious, And Brutus is an honorable man.
Page 253 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Page 351 - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : •'The next, with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne : Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay Grav'd on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Page 250 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 15 - mong Graemes of the Netherby clan; Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran : There was racing and chasing, on Cannobie Lee, But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see. So daring in love, and so dauntless in war, Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar ? xiii.