What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Alexander Pope ALFRED TENNYSON Anne Hathaway art thou beauty bells beneath bird blessed bosom breast breath bright brow cheek clouds cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear flowers gentle glory gone grave green hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Henry wadsworth Longfellow hills hour John Greenleaf Whittier king kiss lady land light lips live look Lord moon morning mother ne'er never nevermore night o'er POEMS praise rest Robert Burns rose round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine Thomas Hood Thomas Moore thou art thought TOEMS tree voice wave weary weep wild William Cowper William Cullen Bryant William Wordsworth wind wings
Page 692 - ed to music all their fountains, And breathed upon the frozen mountains, And like a prophetess of May Strewed flowers upon the barren way, Making the wintry world appear Like one on whom thou smilest, dear. Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood
Page 569 - ou ! Lightismyheart since the day we were plighted ; Kedisniy cheek that they told me
Page 540 - я fair. Give me but what this ribbon bound," perfumes his wings ; While the waters murmur deep ; While the shepherd charms his sheep ; While the birds unbounded fly, •из POEMS OF NATURE. And with music fill the sky, Now, even now, my joys run high. Be full, ye courts ; be great who will ; Search for
Page 297 - hymn ! in swarming cities vast, Assembled men to the deep organ join T
Page 446 - And often after sunset, sir, When it U light and fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my gnpper there. " The first that died was Sister Jane ; In bed she moaning lay. Till God released her of her pain ; And the» she went away.
Page 624 - eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tarn ! ah, Tarn ! thou'll 0 ] \
Page 544 - CAROLINE NORTON. HIGH-TIDE ON THE COAST OP LIN COLNSHIRE. Тик old mayor climbed the belfry tower, The ringers ran by two, by three ; " Play uppe, play uppe, О Boston belK ! Ply all your changes, all