The Home Book of Verse, American and English, 1580-1912, Zväzok 8,Stránky 3149–3742H. Holt, 1912 - 3742 strán (strany) |
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Strana 3597
... July 11 , 1842 ; died at Kingston , N. Y. , June 7 , 1911 . Donald AKERS , ELIZABETH [ MRS . ELIZA- BETH AKERS ALLEN ] Born at Strong , Me . , October 9 , 1832 ; died at Tuckahoe , N. Y. , August 7 , 1911 . Bringing Our Sheaves . 3485 ...
... July 11 , 1842 ; died at Kingston , N. Y. , June 7 , 1911 . Donald AKERS , ELIZABETH [ MRS . ELIZA- BETH AKERS ALLEN ] Born at Strong , Me . , October 9 , 1832 ; died at Tuckahoe , N. Y. , August 7 , 1911 . Bringing Our Sheaves . 3485 ...
Strana 3598
... July 9 , 1843 . America to Great Britain .. 2151 ALMA - TADEMA , LAURENCE An English writer , daughter of Sir Lawrence Alma - Tadema ; present ad- dress , Wittersham , Kent , England . Playgrounds .. Strange Lands ANDERSON , ALEXANDER ...
... July 9 , 1843 . America to Great Britain .. 2151 ALMA - TADEMA , LAURENCE An English writer , daughter of Sir Lawrence Alma - Tadema ; present ad- dress , Wittersham , Kent , England . Playgrounds .. Strange Lands ANDERSON , ALEXANDER ...
Strana 3600
... July 2 , 1847 , and now living at New Haven , Conn . Biftek aux Champignons ... 1728 BEESLY , A. H. A Canadian writer , concerning whom no biographical details are available . André's Ride 2715 Born at Wye , England , in July , 1640 ...
... July 2 , 1847 , and now living at New Haven , Conn . Biftek aux Champignons ... 1728 BEESLY , A. H. A Canadian writer , concerning whom no biographical details are available . André's Ride 2715 Born at Wye , England , in July , 1640 ...
Strana 3601
... July 16 , 1857 . Le Grenier Le Roi d'Yvetot BERKELEY , GEORGE [ BISHOP OF CLOYNE ] 1827 . Cradle Song 77 3589 Holy Thursday 164 3590 Infant Joy Lamb , The 46 Little Black Boy , The 148 Love's Secret 805 Night . 1280 Nurse's Song 143 ...
... July 16 , 1857 . Le Grenier Le Roi d'Yvetot BERKELEY , GEORGE [ BISHOP OF CLOYNE ] 1827 . Cradle Song 77 3589 Holy Thursday 164 3590 Infant Joy Lamb , The 46 Little Black Boy , The 148 Love's Secret 805 Night . 1280 Nurse's Song 143 ...
Strana 3602
... July 31 , 1889 . Be True " Beyond the Smiling and the Weeping " " He Liveth Long Who Liveth Well " How We Learn Lost but Found . Born at Portsmouth , N. H. , in 1812 ; died at New York City , in 1869 . The Voice of the Grass ...
... July 31 , 1889 . Be True " Beyond the Smiling and the Weeping " " He Liveth Long Who Liveth Well " How We Learn Lost but Found . Born at Portsmouth , N. H. , in 1812 ; died at New York City , in 1869 . The Voice of the Grass ...
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Alfred Tennyson angel April beauty beneath bird Born at London boys breast breath bright brow Christina Georgina Rossetti cloud cold dark dead dear death died at London doth dream dust earth Elizabeth Barrett Browning England eternal eyes face fade fair fear feet Felicia Dorothea Hemans flowers glory golden gone grave green grief hand hath hear heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills Horatius Bonar hour John King kiss land life's light living Lord Lycidas morning mortal mourn never night o'er pale peace rest Robert Herrick rose round Scotland shadows shine sigh silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought tomb voice wake Walter Savage Landor wandering weep William William Ernest Henley wind wings York City
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Strana 3265 - Requiem Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Strana 3552 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Strana 3541 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find. Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness: 30 False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Strana 3265 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence: live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Strana 3299 - Phoebus replied, and touched my trembling ears : "Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad...
Strana 3157 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts...
Strana 3193 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Strana 3402 - Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly. Approach strong deliveress, When it is so, when thou hast taken them I joyously sing the dead, ; Lost in the loving floating ocean of thee, Laved in the flood of thy bliss O death.
Strana 3541 - JESUS, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.
Strana 3468 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.