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... stood like little sails , With far more various colours mixt Than be your peacocks ' tails ! I seeing this little dapper elf Such arms as these to bear , Quoth I , thus softly to myself , What strange things have we here ? I never saw ...
... stood like little sails , With far more various colours mixt Than be your peacocks ' tails ! I seeing this little dapper elf Such arms as these to bear , Quoth I , thus softly to myself , What strange things have we here ? I never saw ...
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... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . They wept , and , turning homeward , cried , ' In heaven we all shall meet ! ' When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
... stood That overlooked the moor ; And thence they saw the bridge of wood , A furlong from their door . They wept , and , turning homeward , cried , ' In heaven we all shall meet ! ' When in the snow the mother spied The print of Lucy's ...
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... stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead . The flames roll'd on . He would not go Without his father's word ; That father faint in death below , His voice ...
... stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead . The flames roll'd on . He would not go Without his father's word ; That father faint in death below , His voice ...
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... stood black every one , To stare through the mist at us galloping past , And I saw my stout galloper , Roland , at last , With resolute shoulders each butting away The haze , as some bluff river headland its spray ; And his low head and ...
... stood black every one , To stare through the mist at us galloping past , And I saw my stout galloper , Roland , at last , With resolute shoulders each butting away The haze , as some bluff river headland its spray ; And his low head and ...
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... Stood up in the stirrup , leaned , patted his ear , Called my Roland his pet name , my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands , laughed and sang , any noise , bad or good , Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood . And all I ...
... Stood up in the stirrup , leaned , patted his ear , Called my Roland his pet name , my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands , laughed and sang , any noise , bad or good , Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood . And all I ...
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Page 160 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire?
Page 2 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Page 5 - Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle. A gown made of the finest wool, Which from our pretty lambs we pull, Fair lined slippers for the cold, With buckles of the purest gold.
Page 286 - WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? , Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 4 - I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses ; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses ; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
Page 331 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail, And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances uplifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 123 - THE mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel ; And the former called the latter " Little Prig. Bun replied, " You are doubtless very big ; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place. If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track ; Talents differ ; all is well and wisely put ; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither...
Page 264 - Her waggon spokes made of long spinners' legs, The cover of the wings of grasshoppers, The traces of the smallest spider's web, The collars of the moonshine's watery beams...
Page 197 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
Page 146 - My head is twice as big as yours, They therefore needs must fit. "But let me scrape the dirt away That hangs upon your face; And stop and eat, for well you may Be in a hungry case." Said John, "It is my wedding-day, And all the world would stare, If wife should dine at Edmonton, And I should dine at Ware.