Poetry for children, selected by L. Aikin1804 |
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æther BARBAULD beneath birds blaſt bleſſings bleſt boſom bound bright burſt cheerful cloſe clouds courſe deſcend diſtant DRYDEN ev'ry eyes father William filent filver fing firſt fleep flocks flood flower fong foreſt fragrant gale gay bowers green Hare and Tortoise Heaven hills kiſs landſcape laſt light morn moſt mountains neſt night o'er painted banks paſs paſs'd paſt plain pleaſe pleaſure POPE'S HOMER praiſe purſues reaſon rifing riſe rocks roſe round ſands ſcarce ſcene ſcorns ſeas ſeen ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhepherd ſhining ſhoots ſhore ſhould ſhow ſhower ſide ſings ſkies ſky ſmiling ſnake ſnow ſoft ſome ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteep ſtill ſtore ſtorms ſtrain ſtream ſuch ſummer ſun ſupply ſwains ſwallow ſweeps ſweet ſwell ſwift tawny eagle tempeſts thee theſe thirſt thoſe thou buſy thro tide trees trembling vale WAR HORSE waſte wave Whoſe winds wing Winter woods
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Page 141 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? The wild brook babbling down the mountain side : The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean tide ; The hum of bees, the linnet's lay of love, And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.
Page 22 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Page 88 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Page 32 - You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man ; Now tell me the reason, I pray. In the days of my youth...
Page 73 - While, lightly poised, the scaly brood In myriads cleave thy crystal flood ; The springing trout in speckled pride, The salmon, monarch of the tide ; The ruthless pike, intent on war, The silver eel, and mottled par. Devolving from thy parent lake, A charming maze thy waters make, By bowers of birch and groves of pine, And hedges flower'd with eglantine.
Page 107 - While greasy Joan doth keel the pot. When all aloud the wind doth blow, And coughing drowns the parson's saw, And birds sit brooding in the snow, And Marian's nose looks red and raw, When roasted crabs hiss in the bowl, Then nightly sings the staring owl, Tu-whit; Tu-who, a merry note, While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
Page 59 - Ye mute Companions of my Toils, that bear In all my Griefs a more than equal Share!
Page 62 - By wintry famine rous'd, from all the tract Of horrid mountains which the shining Alps, And wavy Apennine, and Pyrenees, Branch out stupendous into distant lands; Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave; Burning for blood; bony, and gaunt, and grim. Assembling wolves in raging troops descend; And, pouring o'er the country, bear along, Keen as the north wind sweeps the glossy snow. All is their prize.
Page 22 - ... shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away. In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease, Together mixt; sweet recreation: And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Page 126 - On foreign mountains may the Sun refine The grape's soft juice, and mellow it to wine, With citron groves adorn a distant soil, And the fat olive swell with floods of oil : We envy not the warmer clime, that lies...