Songs in Many KeysTicknor and Fields, 1862 - 308 pages |
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Page 51
... Dark in the brow and bilious in the cheek , Whose yellowish linen flowers but once a week , Conspicuous , annual , in their threadbare suits , And the laced high - lows which they call their THE MORAL BULLY . 51 THE MORAL BULLY.
... Dark in the brow and bilious in the cheek , Whose yellowish linen flowers but once a week , Conspicuous , annual , in their threadbare suits , And the laced high - lows which they call their THE MORAL BULLY . 51 THE MORAL BULLY.
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... once ; a man lived there . But where the charred and crumbling records fail , Some breathing lips may piece the half - told tale ; No man may live with neighbors such as these , Though girt with walls of rock and angry seas , And shield ...
... once ; a man lived there . But where the charred and crumbling records fail , Some breathing lips may piece the half - told tale ; No man may live with neighbors such as these , Though girt with walls of rock and angry seas , And shield ...
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... once on his talking legs , Stirs up his knowledge to its thickest dregs . Tremendous draught for dining men to quaff ! Nothing will choke him but a purpling laugh . A word , a mighty roar , ' t is done ; - a shout , ― Extinguished ...
... once on his talking legs , Stirs up his knowledge to its thickest dregs . Tremendous draught for dining men to quaff ! Nothing will choke him but a purpling laugh . A word , a mighty roar , ' t is done ; - a shout , ― Extinguished ...
Page 78
... dread enchantment , all at once confessed ! The case was plain ; the treatment was begun ; And Love soon cured the mischief he had done . Young Love , too oft thy treacherous bandage slips Down 78 PICTURES FROM OCCASIONAL POEMS .
... dread enchantment , all at once confessed ! The case was plain ; the treatment was begun ; And Love soon cured the mischief he had done . Young Love , too oft thy treacherous bandage slips Down 78 PICTURES FROM OCCASIONAL POEMS .
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... once more The Temple's porches , searched in vain before ; They found him seated with the ancient men , - The grim old rufflers of the tongue and pen , · Their bald heads glistening as they clustered near , Their gray beards slanting as ...
... once more The Temple's porches , searched in vain before ; They found him seated with the ancient men , - The grim old rufflers of the tongue and pen , · Their bald heads glistening as they clustered near , Their gray beards slanting as ...
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50 cents 63 cents 75 cents angel arms banner Behold beneath blue breast breath BRIDE OF LAMMERMOOR bright burning Charles Kingsley cheek clasped Cloth cloud crimson crown dark dead dear dream earth Edition EDWIN OF DEIRA eyes faded fair falchion flame Flower of Liberty FUREIDIS gilt edge gleam glistening glory glow golden GOLDEN LEGEND grave gray green hand hear heart Heaven heavenly hills hour laugh leaves life's light lips living look Lord maidens moidore morning Nathaniel Hawthorne nurslings o'er OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES peaceful plain POEMS POETICAL Portrait rills rings roll rose round SAUTY shade shadows shine shore shore and sea sigh sing smile song soul spread spring story stream sweet little tale tears tell thee thine thou throbbing throne toil Toll the bell turn voice warm waves whisper wild wings word young youth
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Page 236 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Page 237 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 296 - Behold its streaming rays unite, One mingling flood of braided light, — The red that fires the Southern rose, With spotless white from Northern snows, And, spangled o'er its azure, see The sister Stars of Liberty ! Then hail the banner of the free, The starry Flower of Liberty...
Page 209 - Look close — you will see not a sign of a flake! We want some new garlands for those we have shed. And these are white roses in place of the red. We've a trick, we young fellows, you may have been told, Of talking (in public) as if we were old! That boy we call "Doctor" and this we call "Judge", It's a neat little fiction — of course it's all fudge.
Page 210 - And there's a nice youngster of excellent pith : Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith; But he shouted a song for the brave and the free — Just read on his medal, "My country," "of thee !
Page 176 - Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk. I would not have the horse I drive So fast that folks must stop and stare ; An easy gait — two, forty-five — Suits me ; I do not care; — Perhaps, for just a single spurt, Some seconds less would do no hurt. Of pictures, I should like to own Titians and Raphaels three or four, — I love so much their style and tone, — One Turner...
Page 170 - EIGHTEEN HUNDRED; — it came and found The Deacon's masterpiece strong and sound. Eighteen hundred increased by ten; — "Hahnsum kerridge
Page 275 - O Love Divine, that stooped to share Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear, On Thee we cast each earthborn care, We smile at pain while Thou art near 1 Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
Page 208 - HAS there any old fellow got mixed with the boys ? If there has, take him out, without making a noise. Hang the Almanac's cheat and the Catalogue's spite! Old Time is a liar! We're twenty to-night! We're twenty! We're twenty! Who says we are more ? He's tipsy, —young jackanapes ! —show him the door!
Page 168 - He would build one shay to beat the taown 'n' the keounty 'n' all the kentry raoun'; It should be so built that it couldn' break daown: — " Fur," said the Deacon, " 't 's mighty plain Thut the weakes' place mus' stan' the strain; 'n' the way t' fix it, uz I maintain, Is only jest T' make that place uz strong uz the rest.