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... wings to his shoulders fixt , Which stood like little sails , With far more various colours mixt Than be your peacocks ' tails ! I seeing this little dapper elf Such arms as these to bear , Quoth I , thus softly to myself , What strange ...
... wings to his shoulders fixt , Which stood like little sails , With far more various colours mixt Than be your peacocks ' tails ! I seeing this little dapper elf Such arms as these to bear , Quoth I , thus softly to myself , What strange ...
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... wings , The cricket too , how sharp he sings ; Puss on the hearth , with velvet paws , Sits wiping o'er her whiskered jaws . Through the clear stream the fishes rise , And nimbly catch the incautious flies . The glow - worms , numerous ...
... wings , The cricket too , how sharp he sings ; Puss on the hearth , with velvet paws , Sits wiping o'er her whiskered jaws . Through the clear stream the fishes rise , And nimbly catch the incautious flies . The glow - worms , numerous ...
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... wings : Many summers , many winters I can't tell half his adventures . At length he came back , and with him a she , And the acorn was grown to a tall oak tree . They built them a nest in the topmost bough , And young ones they had and ...
... wings : Many summers , many winters I can't tell half his adventures . At length he came back , and with him a she , And the acorn was grown to a tall oak tree . They built them a nest in the topmost bough , And young ones they had and ...
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... wing , Our annual visit o'er the globe , Companions of the spring . Michael Bruce . XXXI ROBIN HOOD AND ALLIN A DALE Come listen to me , you gallants so free , All you that love mirth for to hear , And I will tell you of a bold outlaw ...
... wing , Our annual visit o'er the globe , Companions of the spring . Michael Bruce . XXXI ROBIN HOOD AND ALLIN A DALE Come listen to me , you gallants so free , All you that love mirth for to hear , And I will tell you of a bold outlaw ...
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... wings , And chased us south along . " With sloping masts and dipping prow , As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe , And forward bends his head , The ship drove fast , loud roared the blast , And southward ...
... wings , And chased us south along . " With sloping masts and dipping prow , As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe , And forward bends his head , The ship drove fast , loud roared the blast , And southward ...
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Page 340 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 159 - 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?
Page 64 - Beyond the shadow of the ship, I watched the water-snakes: They moved in tracks of shining white, And when they reared, the elfish light Fell off in hoary flakes. Within the shadow of the ship I watched their rich attire: Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.
Page 67 - O sweeter than the marriage-feast, Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company!— To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends, And youths and maidens gay!
Page 3 - That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide : And we fairies, that do run By the triple Hecate's team, From the presence of the sun, Following darkness like a dream, Now are frolic ; not a mouse Shall disturb this hallow'd house : I am sent with broom before, To sweep the dust behind the door.
Page 196 - Nevermore." " Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting, — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven,
Page 20 - The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,
Page 191 - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and. curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. " "Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Page 175 - Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army, while All the world wonder'd ; Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Page 80 - The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck. She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.