Golden Numbers: A Book of Verse for YouthDoubleday, Page & Company, 1902 - 686 pages Includes poems by Shelley, Keats, Shakespeare, Milton, Bryant, Emerson, Browning, and many other American and English authors. |
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A Book of Verse for Youth. GOLDEN NUMBERS A BOOK OF VERSE FOR YOUTH CHOSEN AND CLASSIFIED BY Kate Douglas Wiggin AND Nora Archibald Smith WITH INTRODUCTION AND INTERLEAVES BY KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN FOLIA " To add to golden numbers , golden ...
A Book of Verse for Youth. GOLDEN NUMBERS A BOOK OF VERSE FOR YOUTH CHOSEN AND CLASSIFIED BY Kate Douglas Wiggin AND Nora Archibald Smith WITH INTRODUCTION AND INTERLEAVES BY KATE DOUGLAS WIGGIN FOLIA " To add to golden numbers , golden ...
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... Golden Numbers , which will be far better than any book we can fashion for you . Perhaps you will copy single verses and whole poems in it and , later , learn them by heart . Such treasures of memory " will henceforth no longer be ...
... Golden Numbers , which will be far better than any book we can fashion for you . Perhaps you will copy single verses and whole poems in it and , later , learn them by heart . Such treasures of memory " will henceforth no longer be ...
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... golden eyes : With every thing that pretty bin , My lady sweet , arise : Arise , arise ! From " Cymbeline . ' WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . Evening in Paradise Now came still Evening on , and Twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things ...
... golden eyes : With every thing that pretty bin , My lady sweet , arise : Arise , arise ! From " Cymbeline . ' WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE . Evening in Paradise Now came still Evening on , and Twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things ...
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... the dark - blue depths . Beneath her steady ray The desert - circle spreads , Like the round ocean , girdled with the sky . How beautiful is night ! ROBERT SOUTHEY . A Fine Day Clear had the day been from the 141 GOLDEN NUMBERS.
... the dark - blue depths . Beneath her steady ray The desert - circle spreads , Like the round ocean , girdled with the sky . How beautiful is night ! ROBERT SOUTHEY . A Fine Day Clear had the day been from the 141 GOLDEN NUMBERS.
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... Weep thy girlish tears ! April , that mine ears Like a lover greetest , If I tell thee , sweetest , All my hopes and fears , * By courtesy of John Lane . A Chanted Calendar April , April , Laugh thy golden [ 7 ] GOLDEN NUMBERS.
... Weep thy girlish tears ! April , that mine ears Like a lover greetest , If I tell thee , sweetest , All my hopes and fears , * By courtesy of John Lane . A Chanted Calendar April , April , Laugh thy golden [ 7 ] GOLDEN NUMBERS.
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Banners are Waving beauty bells bird blow blue bonnie brave breath bright clouds dark dear deep doth drum earth eyes fair fairy Fancy Songs flowers Garden of Girls Glenlogie gold golden grass Green Things Growing hair hame happy Hark hath hear heard heart heaven hill horn Inglenook JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Joaquin Miller JOHN KEATS king lady Lady of Shalott land laugh light look Lord LORD TENNYSON loud lullaby maid Mally's Merry Mood 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 WILLIAM ALLINGHAM WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind Wing World and Old World of Waters
Popular passages
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 541 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — »The foe! They come! they come!« And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering...
Page 181 - The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
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 105 - 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 106 - There is a power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Page 662 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ! Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid...
Page 606 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Page 609 - Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An Angel writing in a book of gold: — Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, " What writest thou ? "- — The Vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 290 - 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...