PoemsRoberts Brothers, 1864 - 239 páginas |
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... fear of giving me unnecessary trouble . I at once sent him back to his lodgings , which were sufficiently comfortable , and put him under good medical superintendence . It soon became apparent that pulmonary disease had set in , but ...
... fear of giving me unnecessary trouble . I at once sent him back to his lodgings , which were sufficiently comfortable , and put him under good medical superintendence . It soon became apparent that pulmonary disease had set in , but ...
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David Gray. MEMOIR OF THE AUTHOR . T is unusual , I fear , to produce a Memoir of IT . a mere literary aspirant , of one whose place in the world of letters remains to be ascertained , and concerning whom but little interest can be felt ...
David Gray. MEMOIR OF THE AUTHOR . T is unusual , I fear , to produce a Memoir of IT . a mere literary aspirant , of one whose place in the world of letters remains to be ascertained , and concerning whom but little interest can be felt ...
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... fears , I wrung a blessing from the flowing years , And nursed what my good God had given me , The birthright of great souls , — dear poesy . - Now have I found thee , but , dear heart ! the golden Dream to which my soul is so beholden ...
... fears , I wrung a blessing from the flowing years , And nursed what my good God had given me , The birthright of great souls , — dear poesy . - Now have I found thee , but , dear heart ! the golden Dream to which my soul is so beholden ...
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... fear of destitution to aggravate his physical and mental sufferings . The young poet , suddenly struck down in the enthusiasm of his struggles and the pride of his hopes , was a spectacle eminently cal- culated to touch the large heart ...
... fear of destitution to aggravate his physical and mental sufferings . The young poet , suddenly struck down in the enthusiasm of his struggles and the pride of his hopes , was a spectacle eminently cal- culated to touch the large heart ...
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... fear fatally , consumption is doing its work , until I shall be only a fair , odorous memory ( for I have great faith in your affection for me ) to you , - your old age . I wish I could spend two healthy ' Whom the gods love , die young ...
... fear fatally , consumption is doing its work , until I shall be only a fair , odorous memory ( for I have great faith in your affection for me ) to you , - your old age . I wish I could spend two healthy ' Whom the gods love , die young ...
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Poems: With Memoirs of His Life David Gray,Reader in Medicine and Honorary Consultant Physician Department of Medicine David Gray Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
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Página 244 - Good ringers, pull your best,' quoth he. ' Play uppe, play uppe, O Boston bells ! Ply all your changes, all your swells, Play uppe " The Brides of Enderby."' Men say it was a stolen tyde— The Lord that sent it, He knows all; But in myne ears doth still abide The message that the bells let fall: And there was...
Página 244 - Then some looked uppe into the sky, And all along where Lindis flows To where the goodly vessels lie, And where the lordly steeple shows. They sayde, " And why should this thing be, "What danger lowers by land or sea ? They ring the tune of Enderby...
Página 244 - O fond, O fool, and blind, To God I gave with tears, But when a man like grace would find My soul put by her fears — O fond, O fool, and blind, God guards in happier spheres ; That man will guard where he did bind, Is hope for unknown years. To hear, to heed, to wed, Fair lot that maidens choose, Thy mother's tenderest words are said, Thy face no more she views ; Thy mother's lot, my dear, She doth in naught accuse ; Her lot to bear, to nurse, to rear, To love— and then to lose.
Página 244 - Crowds of bees are giddy with clover, Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet, Crowds of larks at their matins hang over, Thanking the Lord for a life so sweet.
Página 186 - EPITAPH Below lies one whose name was traced in sand — He died, not knowing what it was to live : Died while the first sweet consciousness of manhood And maiden thought electrified his soul: Faint beatings in the calyx of the rose. Bewildered reader, pass without a sigh In a proud sorrow ! There is life with God, In other kingdom of a sweeter air; In Eden every flower is blown. Amen.
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Página 244 - Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow ; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow ; Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot ; Quit your pipes of parsley hollow, Hollow, hollow ; Come uppe Lightfoot, rise and follow ; Lightfoot, Whitefoot, From your clovers lift the head ; Come uppe Jetty, follow, follow, Jetty, to the milking shed.
Página 244 - I looked without, and lo! my sonne Came riding downe with might and main: He raised a shout as he drew on, Till all the welkin rang again, "Elizabeth! Elizabeth!" (A sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my sonne's wife, Elizabeth.) "The olde sea wall (he cried) is downe, The rising tide comes on apace, And boats adrift in yonder towne Go sailing uppe the market-place.
Página 244 - We two walk till the purple dieth And short, dry grass under foot is brown, But one little streak at a distance lieth Green, like a ribbon, to prank the down.
Página 175 - God 1 make free This barren, shackled earth, so deadly cold, — Breathe gently forth Thy spring, till winter flies In rude amazement, fearful and yet bold, While she performs her customed charities. I weigh the loaded hours till life is bare — O God ! for one clear day, a snowdrop, and sweet airl TXT.