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... tear that fell . Never more can she feel his warm face in her breast ( Under the leafy elm - tree ) , For his eyes ... tears are a - shed . W. Barnes XXII THE USEFUL PLOUGH A country life is sweet ! In moderate cold and heat , To walk ...
... tear that fell . Never more can she feel his warm face in her breast ( Under the leafy elm - tree ) , For his eyes ... tears are a - shed . W. Barnes XXII THE USEFUL PLOUGH A country life is sweet ! In moderate cold and heat , To walk ...
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... her eyes are set in a stare ; And anon there breaks a sigh , And anon there drops a tear , From a sorrow clouded eye , And a heart sorrow laden , A long , long sigh , For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden , Garland 53.
... her eyes are set in a stare ; And anon there breaks a sigh , And anon there drops a tear , From a sorrow clouded eye , And a heart sorrow laden , A long , long sigh , For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden , Garland 53.
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... tear that England owes . Her timbers yet are sound , And she may float again , Full charged with England's thunder , And plough the distant main . But Kempenfelt is gone , His victories are o'er ; And he and his eight hundred Shall ...
... tear that England owes . Her timbers yet are sound , And she may float again , Full charged with England's thunder , And plough the distant main . But Kempenfelt is gone , His victories are o'er ; And he and his eight hundred Shall ...
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... tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair like the brown sea - weed , On the billows fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the midnight and the snow ; Heav'n save us all from a death like this , On the reef of Norman's ...
... tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair like the brown sea - weed , On the billows fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the midnight and the snow ; Heav'n save us all from a death like this , On the reef of Norman's ...
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... tears ; Restor'd me , loved me , put me on a par With his great self . How can I pay Jaffar ? ' Haroun , who felt that on a soul like this The mightiest vengeance could but fall amiss , Now deigned to smile , as one great lord of fate ...
... tears ; Restor'd me , loved me , put me on a par With his great self . How can I pay Jaffar ? ' Haroun , who felt that on a soul like this The mightiest vengeance could but fall amiss , Now deigned to smile , as one great lord of fate ...
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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 215 - Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake : Eye of newt, and toe of frog, Wool of bat, and tongue of dog, Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting, Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing, For a charm of powerful trouble, Like a hell-broth boil and bubble. All. Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble. 3 Witch. Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf : Witches...
Page 65 - 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 59 - Out of the sea came he ! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon — The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast, For he heard the loud bassoon.
Page 177 - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Page 196 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted— nevermore!
Page 183 - Twas autumn, and sunshine arose on the way To the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young ; I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And knew the sweet strain that the corn-reapers sung.
Page 195 - But the Raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore, What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore.
Page 21 - I met a lady in the meads Full beautiful, a faery's child; Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild. I...
Page 59 - 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 aye we fled. 50 And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.