The Poetical Works of Jean Ingelow: Including the Shepherd Lady and Other PoemsLovell, 1863 - 492 páginas |
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... cries of pain , and arms outreaching - The beck grows wider and swift and deep : Passionate words as of one beseeching — The loud beck drowns them ; we walk , and weep . V. A yellow moon in splendor drooping , A tired queen with her ...
... cries of pain , and arms outreaching - The beck grows wider and swift and deep : Passionate words as of one beseeching — The loud beck drowns them ; we walk , and weep . V. A yellow moon in splendor drooping , A tired queen with her ...
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... come not there is peace and rest ; The pretty lambs ! and yet she cries for more : Why , the world's full of them , and so is heaven They are not rare . -- G. But Hannah must not keep our Fanny long- She SUPPER AT THE MILL . 41.
... come not there is peace and rest ; The pretty lambs ! and yet she cries for more : Why , the world's full of them , and so is heaven They are not rare . -- G. But Hannah must not keep our Fanny long- She SUPPER AT THE MILL . 41.
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... , Sweet eyes , behind those lashes fair That will not raise their rim : If maids be shy , he cures who can ; But if a man be shy a man Why then , the worse for him ! 2 My mother cries , " For such a lad A SUPPER AT THE MILL . 43.
... , Sweet eyes , behind those lashes fair That will not raise their rim : If maids be shy , he cures who can ; But if a man be shy a man Why then , the worse for him ! 2 My mother cries , " For such a lad A SUPPER AT THE MILL . 43.
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Including the Shepherd Lady and Other Poems Jean Ingelow. My mother cries , " For such a lad A wife is easy to be had And always to be found ; A finer scholar scarce can be , And for a foot and leg , " says she , " He beats the country ...
Including the Shepherd Lady and Other Poems Jean Ingelow. My mother cries , " For such a lad A wife is easy to be had And always to be found ; A finer scholar scarce can be , And for a foot and leg , " says she , " He beats the country ...
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... cries , For I know there is dawn in the far , far north , And a scarlet sun doth rise ; Like a scarlet fleece the snow - field spreads , And the icy founts run free , And the bergs begin to bow their heads , And plunge , and sail in the ...
... cries , For I know there is dawn in the far , far north , And a scarlet sun doth rise ; Like a scarlet fleece the snow - field spreads , And the icy founts run free , And the bergs begin to bow their heads , And plunge , and sail in the ...
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answered art thou behold bird breast brow Brown wood-owls child cloud cowslips cried daffodil dark dear deep door doth drave dream dropped evermore eyes face fain fair father fear feet forget gaze Gladys gold golden legend grass hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven Japhet Lamech laughed lifted light lips looked Lord lyre Mavis Enderby Methuselah mother mourn Muriel naught neath never night Niloiya peace Persephone Plymouth Hoe Plymouth town Poet pray quoth rock rose sailed saith shine sighed silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spake speak spoke stars stood stranger point sweet talk tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thought trees trembling twas voice wait wake walked ween wife wilt wind wings woman wonder words youth
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Página 113 - 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!
Página 112 - Leave your meadow grasses mellow, Mellow, mellow ; Quit your cowslips, cowslips yellow ; Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot ; Quit...
Página 112 - Hollow, hollow; Come uppe Jetty, rise and follow, From the clovers lift your head; Come uppe Whitefoot, come uppe Lightfoot, Come uppe Jetty, rise and follow, Jetty, to the milking shed.
Página 113 - 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 115 - I shall never hear her more By the reedy Lindis shore, "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews be falling. I shall never hear her song, "Cusha! Cusha!
Página 111 - THE old mayor climbed the belfry tower; The ringers ran by two, by three: "Pull, if ye never pulled before; Good ringers pull your best,
Página 111 - I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking in the barren skies; And dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. 'Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!' calling, Ere the early dews were falling, Farre away I heard her song. 'Cusha! Cusha!
Página 114 - With that he cried and beat his breast ; For, lo ! along the river's bed A mighty eygre reared his crest, And uppe the Lindis raging sped. It swept with thunderous noises loud ; Shaped like a curling snow-white cloud, Or like a demon in a shroud.
Página 127 - You bells in the steeple, ring, ring out your changes, How many soever they be, • And let the brown meadow-lark's note as he ranges Come over, come over to me. Yet birds' clearest carol by fall or by swelling No magical sense conveys, And bells have forgotten their old art of telling The fortune of future days. H
Página 111 - 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 naught of strange, beside The flight of mews and peewits pied By millions crouched on the old sea wall.