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... RISING OF THE MOON , THE ROCK ME TO SLEEP , SAILOR'S WIFE , THE SAINT PATRICK , SALLY IN OUR ALLEY , SCHOOL - MISTRESS , THE SHE DIED IN BEAUTY , SHERMAN'S MARCH TO THE SEA , · • SIDNEY , LAMENT FOR SIR PHILIP SKELETON , LINES ON A ...
... RISING OF THE MOON , THE ROCK ME TO SLEEP , SAILOR'S WIFE , THE SAINT PATRICK , SALLY IN OUR ALLEY , SCHOOL - MISTRESS , THE SHE DIED IN BEAUTY , SHERMAN'S MARCH TO THE SEA , · • SIDNEY , LAMENT FOR SIR PHILIP SKELETON , LINES ON A ...
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... Rise up , and save cowe Crumbocke's life— Man , put thy old cloake about thee . " " O Bell , why dost thou flyte and scorne ? Thou kenst my cloake is very thin ; It is so bare and overworne A cricke he thereon 2 TAKE THY OLD CLOAKE ...
... Rise up , and save cowe Crumbocke's life— Man , put thy old cloake about thee . " " O Bell , why dost thou flyte and scorne ? Thou kenst my cloake is very thin ; It is so bare and overworne A cricke he thereon 2 TAKE THY OLD CLOAKE ...
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... rise , And view ourselves with clearer eyes In that calm region where no night Can hide us from each other's sight . Meantime thou hast her , Earth : much good May my harm do thee ! Since it stood With Heaven's will I might not call Her ...
... rise , And view ourselves with clearer eyes In that calm region where no night Can hide us from each other's sight . Meantime thou hast her , Earth : much good May my harm do thee ! Since it stood With Heaven's will I might not call Her ...
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... rise nearer my west Of life , almost by eight hours ' sail , Than when Sleep breathed his drowsy gale . Thus from the sun my bottom steers , And my day's compass downward bears ; Nor labor I to stem the tide Through which to thee I ...
... rise nearer my west Of life , almost by eight hours ' sail , Than when Sleep breathed his drowsy gale . Thus from the sun my bottom steers , And my day's compass downward bears ; Nor labor I to stem the tide Through which to thee I ...
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... rise and set ; There bid good - morning to next day ; There meditate my time away ; And angle on ; and beg to have A quiet passage to a welcome grave . IZAAK WALTON . Death's Final Conquest . THE glories of our birth and THE ANGLER'S ...
... rise and set ; There bid good - morning to next day ; There meditate my time away ; And angle on ; and beg to have A quiet passage to a welcome grave . IZAAK WALTON . Death's Final Conquest . THE glories of our birth and THE ANGLER'S ...
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Page 104 - Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave...
Page 99 - Mysterious Night ! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And lo, Creation widened in man's view.
Page 197 - THE muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards, with solemn round, The bivouac of the dead.
Page 115 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Page 199 - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
Page 104 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses?
Page 250 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Page 138 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers.
Page 10 - FAIR stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry; But putting to the main, At Kaux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Page 120 - Afar in the desert I love to ride, With the silent Bush-boy alone by my side...