Golden Numbers: A Book of Verse for YouthKate Douglas Smith Wiggin, Nora Archibald Smith McClure, Phillips & Company, 1902 - 687 pages Includes poems by Shelley, Keats, Shakespeare, Milton, Bryant, Emerson, Browning, and many other American and English poets. |
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... Morning . By John Keats A Morning Song . By William Shakespeare Evening in Paradise . By John Milton Evening Song . By John Fletcher Night . By Robert Southey A Fine Day . By Michael Drayton The Seasons . By Edmund Spenser The Eternal ...
... Morning . By John Keats A Morning Song . By William Shakespeare Evening in Paradise . By John Milton Evening Song . By John Fletcher Night . By Robert Southey A Fine Day . By Michael Drayton The Seasons . By Edmund Spenser The Eternal ...
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... Morning . By James Russell Lowell The Snow Storm . By Ralph Waldo Emerson Old Winter . By Thomas Noel Midwinter . By John Townsend Trowbridge Dirge for the Year . By Percy Bysshe Shelley THE WORLD BEAUTIFUL The World Beautiful . By John ...
... Morning . By James Russell Lowell The Snow Storm . By Ralph Waldo Emerson Old Winter . By Thomas Noel Midwinter . By John Townsend Trowbridge Dirge for the Year . By Percy Bysshe Shelley THE WORLD BEAUTIFUL The World Beautiful . By John ...
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... Christmas in England . By Sir Walter Scott 659 The Gracious Time . By William Shakespeare 661 Brightest and Best of the Sons of the Morning . By Reginald Heber 661 INTRODUCTION On the Reading of Poetry THERE is no doubt [ xxvii ] CONTENTS.
... Christmas in England . By Sir Walter Scott 659 The Gracious Time . By William Shakespeare 661 Brightest and Best of the Sons of the Morning . By Reginald Heber 661 INTRODUCTION On the Reading of Poetry THERE is no doubt [ xxvii ] CONTENTS.
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... morning from her orient chambers comes , and the lark at heaven's gate sings , to the hour when the moon , unveiling her peerless light , throws her silver mantle o'er the dark , and the firmament glows with living sapphires . It is the ...
... morning from her orient chambers comes , and the lark at heaven's gate sings , to the hour when the moon , unveiling her peerless light , throws her silver mantle o'er the dark , and the firmament glows with living sapphires . It is the ...
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... Morning Now morning from her orient chambers came , And her first footsteps touch'd a verdant hill : Crowning its lawny crest with amber flame , Silvering the untainted gushes of its rill , Which , pure from mossy beds of simple flowers ...
... Morning Now morning from her orient chambers came , And her first footsteps touch'd a verdant hill : Crowning its lawny crest with amber flame , Silvering the untainted gushes of its rill , Which , pure from mossy beds of simple flowers ...
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Banners are Waving beauty bells bird blow blue bonnie brave breath bright clouds dear deep doth drum earth eyes fair fairy Fancy Songs flew flowers Garden of Girls Glenlogie gold golden grass Green Things Growing hair hame Hark hath hear heard heart heaven hill Home and Country horn Inglenook JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER JOHN KEATS King lady Lady of Shalott land laugh light look Lord LORD TENNYSON loud lullaby Mally's Merry Mood Mood In Merry morn mountain never night o'er Old Glory PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rain RALPH WALDO EMERSON Reality Romance roar Romance and Reality round sail shine shore sing sleep snow Songs of Fancy soul sound Sports and Pastimes stars steed storm sweet thee thou tree voice wild WILLIAM ALLINGHAM WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind Wing World and Old
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Page 160 - But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover...
Page 210 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: — Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He stared at the Pacific — and all his men Look'd at each other with a wild surmise — Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
Page 595 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 305 - And burst the cannon's roar;— The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes' blood, Where knelt the vanquished foe, When winds were hurrying o'er the flood, And waves were white below, No more shall feel the victor's tread, Or know the conquered knee;— The harpies of the shore shall pluck The eagle of the sea!
Page 161 - The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated mid-way on the waves; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw: It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora.
Page 532 - 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.
Page 514 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun: But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won And our good Prince Eugene;' 'Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!' Said little Wilhelmine; 'Nay . . nay . . my little girl,' quoth he, 'It was a famous victory. 'And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win.' 'But what good came of it at last?' Quoth little Peterkin: — 'Why,...
Page 602 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 530 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell; But hush! hark! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell!
Page 284 - While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow...