The Quaver; or, Songster's pocket companionW. Milner, 1844 - Всего страниц: 512 |
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... winds ! Nor night , nor storms , nor death I fear , Unfriended bear me hence , to find That peace which fate denies me here . Adieu , my native , & c . CEASE YOUR FUNNING . CEASE your funning , Force or cunning , Never shall my heart ...
... winds ! Nor night , nor storms , nor death I fear , Unfriended bear me hence , to find That peace which fate denies me here . Adieu , my native , & c . CEASE YOUR FUNNING . CEASE your funning , Force or cunning , Never shall my heart ...
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Quaver. His plume , like the pendant stream , In the wanton winter's wind , In the path of glory still A bright plume shall he find . Then let the trumpet ... wind doth blow . I never was on the dull , tame shore , 40 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
Quaver. His plume , like the pendant stream , In the wanton winter's wind , In the path of glory still A bright plume shall he find . Then let the trumpet ... wind doth blow . I never was on the dull , tame shore , 40 A CHOICE COLLECTION.
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... winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild sea - mew . Yon sun that sets upon the sea , We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native land , good night ! With thee , my bark , I'll swiftly go Athwart ...
... winds sigh , the breakers roar , And shrieks the wild sea - mew . Yon sun that sets upon the sea , We follow in his flight ; Farewell awhile to him and thee , My native land , good night ! With thee , my bark , I'll swiftly go Athwart ...
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... winds whistle free ; But a chosen band in a mountain land , And life in the woods for me . When morning beams in the mountain streams , Oh ! merrily forth we go ; To follow the stag o'er the slippery crag , And to chase the bounding roe ...
... winds whistle free ; But a chosen band in a mountain land , And life in the woods for me . When morning beams in the mountain streams , Oh ! merrily forth we go ; To follow the stag o'er the slippery crag , And to chase the bounding roe ...
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... winds in the shade , Murmur fitfully in sleep , And the hues of daylight fade , In the bosom of the deep . When the dew is on the grass , And the moonlight on the tree , Softly , softly will I pass , As I steal out to thee . Gently ...
... winds in the shade , Murmur fitfully in sleep , And the hues of daylight fade , In the bosom of the deep . When the dew is on the grass , And the moonlight on the tree , Softly , softly will I pass , As I steal out to thee . Gently ...
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Стр. 96 - As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I, And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a" the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi
Стр. 47 - Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine.
Стр. 359 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...
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Стр. 153 - FAINTLY as tolls the evening chime Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time. Soon as the woods on shore look dim, We'll sing at St Ann's our parting hymn...
Стр. 375 - In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe, And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Стр. 378 - 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.
Стр. 379 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry.
Стр. 375 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...