'Many happy returns of the day!' By C. and M.C. Clarke |
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... roses , and honeysuckles , just upon the old man's head ; there was the band ready to strike up a lively air ; there were the scholars , all drawn up in ranks , to march towards him as he entered , each with an enormous bouquet , their ...
... roses , and honeysuckles , just upon the old man's head ; there was the band ready to strike up a lively air ; there were the scholars , all drawn up in ranks , to march towards him as he entered , each with an enormous bouquet , their ...
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... Rose , whom Mamma has christened ' Amiability , ' and ' Constant - kind- ness ; ' and Mr. Alexius , who , with his fine head for business , can nevertheless quote you Wordsworth's sonnets by the half - dozen together ; and Mr. Broughton ...
... Rose , whom Mamma has christened ' Amiability , ' and ' Constant - kind- ness ; ' and Mr. Alexius , who , with his fine head for business , can nevertheless quote you Wordsworth's sonnets by the half - dozen together ; and Mr. Broughton ...
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... rose high above their heads , thickly covered with brambles , traveller's - joy , honey- suckle , and dog - roses ; and beneath nestled , in luxuriant profusion and full bloom , clusters of fox - glove , violets , primroses , and lovely ...
... rose high above their heads , thickly covered with brambles , traveller's - joy , honey- suckle , and dog - roses ; and beneath nestled , in luxuriant profusion and full bloom , clusters of fox - glove , violets , primroses , and lovely ...
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... rose and some violets out of a flat glass vase that stood on a small table near her ; ' You know it's my birth - day , and I can't bear doing lessons on my birth - day . Besides , I want to make these flowers into a crown for Dash ...
... rose and some violets out of a flat glass vase that stood on a small table near her ; ' You know it's my birth - day , and I can't bear doing lessons on my birth - day . Besides , I want to make these flowers into a crown for Dash ...
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... rose , exclaimed , ' stay ! where are my spectacles ? ' and after putting on his glasses , proceeded to adjust his gun ; but I would advise you to be deliberate in bringing up the fowling - piece to your shoulder , and in making it to ...
... rose , exclaimed , ' stay ! where are my spectacles ? ' and after putting on his glasses , proceeded to adjust his gun ; but I would advise you to be deliberate in bringing up the fowling - piece to your shoulder , and in making it to ...
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'Many Happy Returns of the Day!' by C. and M.C. Clarke Charles Cowden Clarke,Mary Victoria Cowden Clarke Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
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Página 92 - Round-hoof d, short-jointed, fetlocks shag and long, Broad breast, full eye, small head, and nostril wide, High crest, short ears, straight legs and passing strong, Thin mane, thick tail, broad buttock, tender hide : Look, what a horse should have he did not lack, Save a proud rider on so proud a back.
Página 19 - Yet be it less or more, or soon or slow, It shall be still in strictest measure even To that same lot, however mean or high, Toward which Time leads me, and the will of Heaven ; All is, if I have grace to use it so, As ever in my great Task-Master's eye.
Página 42 - Creatures that by a rule in nature teach The act of order * to a peopled kingdom : They have a king, and officers of sorts ; Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds ; Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the...
Página 18 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
Página 43 - Where some, like magistrates, correct at home, Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad, Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings, Make boot upon the summer's velvet buds, Which pillage they with merry march bring home To the tent-royal of their ( emperor; Who, busied in his majesty, surveys The singing masons building roofs of gold, The civil citizens kneading up the honey, The poor mechanic porters crowding in Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate, The sad-eyed justice, with his surly...
Página 94 - Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Página 292 - Now move to war her sable Matadores, In show like leaders of the swarthy Moors. Spadillio first, unconquerable Lord ! Led off two captive trumps, and swept the board.
Página 293 - Thus when dispers'da routed army runs, Of Asia's troops, and Afric's sable sons, With like confusion different nations fly, Of various habit, and of various dye, The pierc'd battalions disunited fall, In heaps on heaps; one fate o'erwhelms them all.
Página 193 - Joying to hear the birds' sweet harmony, Which therein shrouded from the tempest dread, Seem'd in their song to scorn the cruel sky. Much can they praise the trees so straight and high, The sailing Pine, the Cedar proud and tall, The vine-prop Elm, the Poplar never dry, The builder Oak, sole king of forests all, The Aspen good for staves, the Cypress funeral...
Página 85 - What delight To back the flying steed, that challenges The wind for speed ! — seems native more of air Than earth ! — whose burden only lends him fire ! — Whose soul, in his task, turns labour into sport ! Who makes your pastime his ! I sit him now ! He takes away my breath ! — He makes me reel ! I touch not earth — I see not — hear not — All Is ecstasy of motion ! Wild.