Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin1806 |
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... Lark The Beagle and Fawn The Horse The Sailor The Midsummer Wish The War Horse The Chariot Race The Polar Winter The Alps at Day - Break The Olive A Wish Pity Ascending the Alps The Four Seasons A Wish A Storm Hassan , or , The Camel ...
... Lark The Beagle and Fawn The Horse The Sailor The Midsummer Wish The War Horse The Chariot Race The Polar Winter The Alps at Day - Break The Olive A Wish Pity Ascending the Alps The Four Seasons A Wish A Storm Hassan , or , The Camel ...
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... Lark → Sunshine after a Shower Epitaph on a Lapdog Arabia Cheerfulness The Cock The Fallen Oak A Country Life A Grove Scott - 82 Scott 83 · Lloyd Thelwall Cowper - 83 85 88 Miss More Cunningham Anon . 89 89 93 Anon . 94 Gay 95 Parnel ...
... Lark → Sunshine after a Shower Epitaph on a Lapdog Arabia Cheerfulness The Cock The Fallen Oak A Country Life A Grove Scott - 82 Scott 83 · Lloyd Thelwall Cowper - 83 85 88 Miss More Cunningham Anon . 89 89 93 Anon . 94 Gay 95 Parnel ...
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... , Mute on a sudden is the lark ; But , when gleams the sun again O'er the pearl - besprinkled plain , And from behind his watery veil Looks through the thin descending hail , She India . She mounts , and , lessening to the.
... , Mute on a sudden is the lark ; But , when gleams the sun again O'er the pearl - besprinkled plain , And from behind his watery veil Looks through the thin descending hail , She India . She mounts , and , lessening to the.
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... lark's earliest song , Whose twinkling wings are seen at fits The dewy light among . And cheering to the traveller The gales that round him play , When faint and wearily he drags Along his noontide way . And when beneath th ' unclouded ...
... lark's earliest song , Whose twinkling wings are seen at fits The dewy light among . And cheering to the traveller The gales that round him play , When faint and wearily he drags Along his noontide way . And when beneath th ' unclouded ...
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... the main ; Stunn'd at the din , the swain , with list'ning ears , From some steep rock the sounding ruin hears . PITT'S VIRGIL . 44 The Caged Lark . — The Beagle and Fawn Pitt's Virgil The Palmetto The Grampus Sleep.
... the main ; Stunn'd at the din , the swain , with list'ning ears , From some steep rock the sounding ruin hears . PITT'S VIRGIL . 44 The Caged Lark . — The Beagle and Fawn Pitt's Virgil The Palmetto The Grampus Sleep.
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æther Alps beneath birds blessings bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright bursts busy busy Bee cheerful clouds cold courser crown'd delight dewy distant DRYDEN DRYDEN'S VIRGIL earth Ev'n ev'ry eyes father William flocks flood flower fragrant gale glory golden GRAMPUS green ground groves hare Hare and Tortoise heart Heaven hills Hippopotamus horns huntsman hyæna kiss of love lark light limbs lonely marmot mead mighty heart morn mountains murmur night o'er Orphan Boy painted banks pass'd Piedmontese pine-apples plain POPE'S HOMER pride Propontis rage rise roar rocks roll rubies rich sails shade shepherd shining shore shower silver pheasant sings skies sleep smiling snow song sound spread spring storms stream swain sweet swell tawny eagle tear tempest thee thou busy busy thro thrush tide toil torrent tortoise trees trembling vale vernal WAR HORSE warbling wave wide winds wings Winter woods young youth
Popular passages
Page 18 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Page 67 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Page 104 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Page 4 - O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know.
Page 55 - Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, When first from Schiraz
Page 31 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Page 144 - No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar...
Page 102 - What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted ! Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just ; And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
Page 48 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But more...
Page 120 - Silently as a dream the fabric rose; No sound of hammer or of saw was there.