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... O'er the thyme - besprinkled mound ; Enlivened by the cheering sun , Soon the jocund race thou'lt run , Or in the sportive frolic join , With heart as light and gay as mine . [ 1 ] Harbinger - a forerunner ; -the appearance of new- born ...
... O'er the thyme - besprinkled mound ; Enlivened by the cheering sun , Soon the jocund race thou'lt run , Or in the sportive frolic join , With heart as light and gay as mine . [ 1 ] Harbinger - a forerunner ; -the appearance of new- born ...
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... o'er the globe , Companions of the Spring . Logan . 7. - INVITATION TO A ROBIN . Little bird , with bosom red , Welcome to my humble shed ! Daily near my table steal , While I take my scanty meal ; Doubt not , little though there be ...
... o'er the globe , Companions of the Spring . Logan . 7. - INVITATION TO A ROBIN . Little bird , with bosom red , Welcome to my humble shed ! Daily near my table steal , While I take my scanty meal ; Doubt not , little though there be ...
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... o'er the favourite bend , And the Grasshopper mourns for the loss of his friend . [ 1 ] Minuet- —an old - fashioned , slow , and stately dance . And hark to the funeral dirge [ 1 ] of 10 SELECT POETRY Butterfly's Funeral,
... o'er the favourite bend , And the Grasshopper mourns for the loss of his friend . [ 1 ] Minuet- —an old - fashioned , slow , and stately dance . And hark to the funeral dirge [ 1 ] of 10 SELECT POETRY Butterfly's Funeral,
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... o'er the Butterfly's grave ; ' Twas here the last tribute to beauty we paid , As we wept o'er the mound which her ashes had made . And here shall the daisy and violet blow , And the lily discover her bosom of snow ; While under the leaf ...
... o'er the Butterfly's grave ; ' Twas here the last tribute to beauty we paid , As we wept o'er the mound which her ashes had made . And here shall the daisy and violet blow , And the lily discover her bosom of snow ; While under the leaf ...
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... O'er Afric's sand the tawny lion stalks ; On Phasis ' [ 1 ] banks the graceful pheasant walks ; The lonely eagle builds on Kilda's [ 2 ] shore ; Germania's forests feed the tusky boar ; From Alp to Alp the sprightly ibex bounds ; With ...
... O'er Afric's sand the tawny lion stalks ; On Phasis ' [ 1 ] banks the graceful pheasant walks ; The lonely eagle builds on Kilda's [ 2 ] shore ; Germania's forests feed the tusky boar ; From Alp to Alp the sprightly ibex bounds ; With ...
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Ali Pacha babes beautiful beneath Bernard Barton bird blessed blithe bloom breast breath bright busy bee Change Alley Charlotte Smith cheerful child Cowper cried dark dear door dost earth fair father fear flowers fly away home Gelert Gilpin gone grass grave green hand happy haste hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hour Inchcape Inchcape Rock John Barleycorn John Gilpin John of England lady-bird land lark leaves light live look Mary Howitt morning mother ne'er nest never night o'er play poor Quoth rest Rink-a-tink rock rose round shade side sight sing sleep smile snail song soon sorrow sound spring summer sweet tell thee thine thou art thought tree Twas VINCENT BOURNE wandering waves wild wind wing wood worm young youth
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Page 38 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Page 160 - Until he came unto the Wash Of Edmonton so gay; And there he threw the Wash about On both sides of the way, Just like unto a trundling mop, Or a wild goose at play. At Edmonton his loving wife From the balcony spied Her tender husband, wondering much To see how he did ride. ' Stop, stop, John Gilpin ! — Here's the house I ' They all at once did cry; ' The dinner waits, and we are tired ; ' — Said Gilpin—' So am I ! ' But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there ! For why?
Page 157 - And keep it safe and sound. Each bottle had a curling ear, Through which the belt he drew, And hung a bottle on each side, To make his balance true. Then over all, that he might be Equipp'd from top to toe, His long red cloak, well brush'd and neat, He manfully did throw.
Page 15 - 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. 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...
Page 39 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." " How many are you, then," said I, " If they two are in heaven ?" Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Page 91 - THE boy stood on the burning deck, Whence all but him had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck, Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm ; A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though child-like form.
Page 158 - So, Fair and softly ! John he cried ; But John he cried in vain, That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Page 161 - My hat and wig will soon be here, — They are upon the road." The calender, right glad to find His friend in merry pin...
Page 162 - Twas for your pleasure you came here, You shall go back for mine." Ah, luckless speech, and bootless boast ! For which he paid full dear; For, while he spake, a braying ass Did sing most loud and clear; Whereat his horse did snort, as he Had heard a lion roar, And galloped off with all his might, As he had done before.
Page 63 - That, Father ! will I gladly do : 'Tis scarcely afternoon — The Minster-clock has just struck two, And yonder is the Moon.