The Listening Child: A Selection from the Stories of English Verse Made for the Youngest Readers and HearersMacmillan Company, 1899 - 408 páginas A selection of poems from the 14th through the 19th century. |
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... Tell Me where is Fancy Bred Who is Sylvia ? · How should I your True Love know ? BARNFIELD , RICHARD . ( 1574-1627 . ) The Nightingale DRAYTON , MICHAEL . ( 1563-1631 . ) Queen Mab's Visit to Pigwiggen VAUTOR , THOMAS . ( Seventeenth ...
... Tell Me where is Fancy Bred Who is Sylvia ? · How should I your True Love know ? BARNFIELD , RICHARD . ( 1574-1627 . ) The Nightingale DRAYTON , MICHAEL . ( 1563-1631 . ) Queen Mab's Visit to Pigwiggen VAUTOR , THOMAS . ( Seventeenth ...
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... tell when they are going to make it work . For they do not make true poetry all the time that they write verses . Much of the time they are just talking or humming along , perhaps pleasantly , perhaps rather stupidly , and , the first ...
... tell when they are going to make it work . For they do not make true poetry all the time that they write verses . Much of the time they are just talking or humming along , perhaps pleasantly , perhaps rather stupidly , and , the first ...
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... tell the history of every word in the lines , might quite fail to catch the beauty that was felt by that child who could not even speak distinctly . There is much more in this than we have time now to talk about , but you can see that ...
... tell the history of every word in the lines , might quite fail to catch the beauty that was felt by that child who could not even speak distinctly . There is much more in this than we have time now to talk about , but you can see that ...
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... tell , even to the wisest , than any other poet , was not at all a learned man , hardly a well - educated one , if we speak of study from books . But he had the magic gift that showed him everywhere the poetry of life , and taught him ...
... tell , even to the wisest , than any other poet , was not at all a learned man , hardly a well - educated one , if we speak of study from books . But he had the magic gift that showed him everywhere the poetry of life , and taught him ...
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... telling the story of Adam and Eve , was written when he was old and entirely blind . Perhaps his blindness made him see more clearly the pictures of his strong and steady fancy . In the next century , the eighteenth , poetry , on the ...
... telling the story of Adam and Eve , was written when he was old and entirely blind . Perhaps his blindness made him see more clearly the pictures of his strong and steady fancy . In the next century , the eighteenth , poetry , on the ...
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The Listening Child: A Selection from the Stories of English Verse Made for ... Vista completa - 1900 |
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Términos y frases comunes
Allen-a-Dale baby Bell BEN JONSON bird blow blue Bob-o'-link bonnie bough brave bright Charlie chee child County Guy darling dear doth dream earth echoing green eyes fair fairy flowers Glenlogie golden gray green Hark hath hear heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills Inchcape Inchcape Rock JOHN JOHN KEATS kiss lady Lamb laugh light Lord Lord Lovel LORD TENNYSON loud lover lullaby merry moon morning mountain Neckan nest never night o'er Peggy poetry pretty Queen ROBERT BURNS Robin Rory rose round SAMUEL LOVER Scottish cavalier SHAKESPEARE shepherds shine sing SIR WALTER SCOTT sits sleep smile song Spink Spring squirrel steed summer sweet tear thee thing THOMAS thou tree twas voice waves weep wild WILLIAM WILLIAM BLAKE WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods young youth
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Página 60 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Página 177 - 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.
Página 265 - And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, " They are gone." The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Página 279 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Página 23 - 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.
Página 179 - And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. 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.
Página 158 - Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills. Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The Spirit he loves remains; And I all the while bask in Heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Página 159 - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when, with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air...
Página 5 - O ! then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 27 - Queen and Huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep> Seated in thy silver chair State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright. Lay thy bow of pearl apart And thy crystal-shining quiver; Give unto the flying hart Space to breathe, how short soever: Thou that mak'st...