PoemsCaxton-Press, printed by Nuttall, Fisher, and Company, 1815 - Всего страниц: 622 |
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... that should be the boast of British song . Tis not the wreath that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace ...
... that should be the boast of British song . Tis not the wreath that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace ...
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A NIGHTINGALE , that all day long Had cheer'd the village with his song , Nor yet at eve his note suspended , Nor yet when eventide was ended , Began to feel , as well he might , The keen demands of appetite ; When , looking eagerly ...
A NIGHTINGALE , that all day long Had cheer'd the village with his song , Nor yet at eve his note suspended , Nor yet when eventide was ended , Began to feel , as well he might , The keen demands of appetite ; When , looking eagerly ...
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So like an arrow swift he flew , Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly - which brings me to The middle of my song . ww John Gilpin . Away went Gilpin out of breath 310 MINOR POEMS .
So like an arrow swift he flew , Shot by an archer strong ; So did he fly - which brings me to The middle of my song . ww John Gilpin . Away went Gilpin out of breath 310 MINOR POEMS .
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appears beauty beneath BOOK cause charms close course death delight divine dream e'en earth ease ev'ry fair fall fancy fear feel field fire flow'r folly force fruit give glory grace half hand happy head hear heard heart heav'n hold honour hope hour human kind land least leaves less light live lost manners means mind nature never night o'er once peace perhaps play pleasure poet poor pow'r praise prove rest scene seek seems seen shine side sight skies smile song soon soul sound stand stream sweet task taste thee theme thine things thou thought thousand true truth turn virtue voice waste wind wisdom worth youth