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... YARROW , THE . BRIDE , THE BUCKET , THE . BURIAL OF MOSES , THE • Thomas Pringle Izaak Walton George Outram William H. Lytle Lady Anne Barnard Alexander B. Meek Michael Drayton P. M. James Thomas Moss . Francis Mahony Theodore O'Hara ...
... YARROW , THE . BRIDE , THE BUCKET , THE . BURIAL OF MOSES , THE • Thomas Pringle Izaak Walton George Outram William H. Lytle Lady Anne Barnard Alexander B. Meek Michael Drayton P. M. James Thomas Moss . Francis Mahony Theodore O'Hara ...
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... • WILLIE WINKIE , William Miller 246 WILLY DROWNED IN YARROW , Anonymous YE GENTLEMEN OF ENGLAND , Martyn Parker 8 26 NOTES , INDEX OF FIRST LINES , . 277 281 SINGLE FAMOUS POEMS . My Mind to me a Kingdom xii CONTENTS .
... • WILLIE WINKIE , William Miller 246 WILLY DROWNED IN YARROW , Anonymous YE GENTLEMEN OF ENGLAND , Martyn Parker 8 26 NOTES , INDEX OF FIRST LINES , . 277 281 SINGLE FAMOUS POEMS . My Mind to me a Kingdom xii CONTENTS .
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... Yarrow . ANONYMOUS . Verses . WRITTEN IN THE TOWER , THE NIGHT BEFORE HIS EXECUTION . My prime of youth is but a frost of cares , My feast of joy is but a dish of pain , My crop of corn is but a field of tares , And all my goodes is but ...
... Yarrow . ANONYMOUS . Verses . WRITTEN IN THE TOWER , THE NIGHT BEFORE HIS EXECUTION . My prime of youth is but a frost of cares , My feast of joy is but a dish of pain , My crop of corn is but a field of tares , And all my goodes is but ...
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... Yarrow . " " Where got ye that bonnie , bonnie bride , Where got ye that winsome marrow ? " " I got her where I daurna weel be seen , Pu'ing the birks on the braes of Yarrow . " Weep not , weep not , my bonnie , bonnie bride , Weep not ...
... Yarrow . " " Where got ye that bonnie , bonnie bride , Where got ye that winsome marrow ? " " I got her where I daurna weel be seen , Pu'ing the birks on the braes of Yarrow . " Weep not , weep not , my bonnie , bonnie bride , Weep not ...
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... Yarrow . " Then build , then build , ye sisters , sisters sad , Ye sisters sad , his tomb wi ' sorrow ; And weep around , in waeful wise , His hapless fate on the braes of Yarrow ! " Curse ye , curse ye , his useless , useless shield ...
... Yarrow . " Then build , then build , ye sisters , sisters sad , Ye sisters sad , his tomb wi ' sorrow ; And weep around , in waeful wise , His hapless fate on the braes of Yarrow ! " Curse ye , curse ye , his useless , useless shield ...
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annuity arms Balaklava beauty Bengalese bless blood blow bonnie braes of Yarrow brave breast breath bright brow busk Busk ye cheek cold crown Cumnor Curfew dark dead dear death Doneraile doth dreams earth Evermore eyes fair father fear flowers gentle glass gleam glory grave gray green Grongar Hill hand hath head hear heard heart heaven ivy green jolly old pedagogue kiss lady land light live lonely look Malone Maryland morn mother never night o'er old oaken bucket pale rest RICHARD ALFRED MILLIKEN ring river river Lee rock rose round Shandon shine shore sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star-spangled banner stars sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou thought Tiger Tiger's tail to-night Vicar of Bray voice wave wear weary weel weep wild WILLIAM LAIDLAW wind wonder Yarrow
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Page 104 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave...
Page 99 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Page 197 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Page 115 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Page 199 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Page 104 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Page 250 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Page 138 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Page 10 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Kaux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Page 120 - Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side...