Come Hither: A Collection of Rhymes and Poems for the Young of All Ages, Zväzok 1A. A. Knopf, 1923 - 696 strán (strany) |
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Strana xxv
... heart and courage and to go where you are called . And in black strange places you will at times lose yourself and find yourself , Simon . Now Mr. Nahum is calling . Don't think of me too much . I have great faith in him . Sit up there ...
... heart and courage and to go where you are called . And in black strange places you will at times lose yourself and find yourself , Simon . Now Mr. Nahum is calling . Don't think of me too much . I have great faith in him . Sit up there ...
Strana xxxii
... heart ? Now underneath this rhyme Mr. Nahum had writ- ten a sort of historical account of King Cole , a good deal of it in German and other languages . All I could make out of it was this : if ever a King Cole inhabited the world , he ...
... heart ? Now underneath this rhyme Mr. Nahum had writ- ten a sort of historical account of King Cole , a good deal of it in German and other languages . All I could make out of it was this : if ever a King Cole inhabited the world , he ...
Strana xxxviii
... heart that I had never come to this house . And with it , con- But gradually the light broadened . fidence began to return . The things around me that had seemed strange and hostile became familiar again . I stood up and stretched ...
... heart that I had never come to this house . And with it , con- But gradually the light broadened . fidence began to return . The things around me that had seemed strange and hostile became familiar again . I stood up and stretched ...
Strana xxxix
... heart misgave me at this farewell . The next , in sheer excitement - the cold sweet air , the height , the morning , a few keen beckoning stars - I broke into a kind of Indian war - dance in the thin dewy grass , and then , with a last ...
... heart misgave me at this farewell . The next , in sheer excitement - the cold sweet air , the height , the morning , a few keen beckoning stars - I broke into a kind of Indian war - dance in the thin dewy grass , and then , with a last ...
Strana 9
... heart against the ground . Let us both listen till we understand , Each through the other , every natural sound · • I can't hear anything to - day , can you , But , far and near : " Cuckoo ! Cuckoo ! Cuckoo ! " ? 11 WEATHERS HAROLD ...
... heart against the ground . Let us both listen till we understand , Each through the other , every natural sound · • I can't hear anything to - day , can you , But , far and near : " Cuckoo ! Cuckoo ! Cuckoo ! " ? 11 WEATHERS HAROLD ...
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bells bird bonny breast bright called CHRISTINA ROSSETTI cold dance dark dark Rosaleen dead dear death door doth dream earth EMILY BRONTË eyes fair Fair Annie fear flowers gentle gold gone green hair hame hand hath hear heard heart heaven hill John JOHN KEATS John Peel King lady light looked Lord maid MARY COLERIDGE merry Miss Taroone moon morning mother Nahum's never night o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Peter Gurney play poem rhyme ring ROBERT HERRICK roses round sail shadow shining ship sigh silent silver sing sleep snow song sorrow soul stanza stars sweet tears tell thee things Thomas Thomas Campion thou tree Twas Uncle Tom Cobley unto voice weep wild WILLIAM WILLIAM BLAKE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wind wings wood words young
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Strana 97 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Strana 175 - ON Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow, And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden, saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Strana 213 - SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass ! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen ! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Strana 635 - But now my task is smoothly done: I can fly, or I can run, Quickly to the green earth's end, Where the bowed welkin slow doth bend, And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon.
Strana 218 - WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With...
Strana 41 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Strana 455 - With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies ; How silently ; and with how wan a face ! What ! may it be, that even in heavenly place That busy Archer his sharp arrows tries...
Strana 274 - THEY are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here ; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear.
Strana 59 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. / was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my ANNABEL LEE — .With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Strana 60 - For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE ; And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.