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Page 76 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 268 - Old King Cole Was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, And he called for his howl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
Page 60 - When he had wrought the lovely instrument, He tried the chords, and made division meet, Preluding with the plectrum, and there went Up from beneath his hand a tumult sweet Of mighty sounds, and from his lips he sent A strain of unpremeditated wit Joyous and wild and wanton — such you may Hear among revellers on a holiday.
Page 296 - And both were young— yet not alike in youth. As the sweet moon on the horizon's verge, The maid was on the eve of womanhood; The boy had fewer summers, but his heart Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him...
Page 98 - There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack!
Page 169 - But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear the ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of!
Page 84 - Ask me no more. Ask me -no more : what answer should I give ? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye : Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die ! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live ; Ask me no more.
Page 38 - ... billows on the shore, The cry of battle rises along their charging line! For God! for the Cause! for the Church, for the Laws! For Charles King of England, and Rupert of the Rhine!