Favorite PoemsJames R. Osgood, 1877 - 96 strán (strany) |
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Strana 13
... till trees shall speak again ! Time made thee what thou wast , king of the woods ; And time hath made thee what thou art -a cave For owls to roost in . Once thy spreading boughs O'erhung the champaign ; and the numerous flocks That ...
... till trees shall speak again ! Time made thee what thou wast , king of the woods ; And time hath made thee what thou art -a cave For owls to roost in . Once thy spreading boughs O'erhung the champaign ; and the numerous flocks That ...
Strana 14
... till at the last - The rottenness , which Time is charged to inflict On other mighty ones , found also thee . What exhibitions various hath the world Witnessed of mutability in all That we account most durable below ! Change is the diet ...
... till at the last - The rottenness , which Time is charged to inflict On other mighty ones , found also thee . What exhibitions various hath the world Witnessed of mutability in all That we account most durable below ! Change is the diet ...
Strana 23
... Till , all my stock of infant sorrow spent , I learned at last submission to my lot ; But , though I less deplored thee , ne'er forgot . Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more , Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And ...
... Till , all my stock of infant sorrow spent , I learned at last submission to my lot ; But , though I less deplored thee , ne'er forgot . Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more , Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And ...
Strana 24
... till fresh they shone and glowed : All this , and more endearing still than all , Thy constant flow of love , that knew no fall . Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks , That humor interposed too often makes ; All this still ...
... till fresh they shone and glowed : All this , and more endearing still than all , Thy constant flow of love , that knew no fall . Ne'er roughened by those cataracts and breaks , That humor interposed too often makes ; All this still ...
Strana 51
... streamer long and gay , Till , loop and button failing both , At last it flew away . Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side , As hath been HISTORY OF JOHN GILPIN . 51.
... streamer long and gay , Till , loop and button failing both , At last it flew away . Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side , As hath been HISTORY OF JOHN GILPIN . 51.
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Strana 94 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud-hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups, That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Strana 92 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man.
Strana 21 - With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me ; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, " Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away...
Strana 54 - So am I!" But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined to tarry there; For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew, Shot by an archer strong; So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song. Away went Gilpin, out of breath, And sore against his will, Till at his friend the Calender's His horse at last stood still.
Strana 51 - He grasped the mane with both his hands, And eke with all his might. His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Strana 55 - And loved a timely joke; And thus, unto the calender, In merry guise he spoke: "I came because your horse would come; And, if I well forebode, My hat and wig will soon be here, They are upon the road.
Strana 47 - For saddle-tree scarce reached had he, His journey to begin, When, turning round his head, he saw Three customers come in. So down he came ; for loss of time, Although it grieved him sore, Yet loss of pence, full well he knew, Would trouble him much more. 'Twas long before the customers Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs, " The wine is left behind ! " " Good lack ! " quoth he ; " yet bring it me, My leathern belt likewise, In which I bear my trusty sword When I do exercise.
Strana 27 - My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth : But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Strana 73 - THERE is a bird, who by his coat, And by the hoarseness of his note, Might be supposed a crow; A great frequenter of the church, Where bishoplike he finds a perch, And dormitory too. Above the steeple shines a plate, That turns and turns, to indicate From what point blows the weather.
Strana 87 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.