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AIREST Arcady Auf wiedersehen Austin Dobson awful ballad barefoot boy beauty beneath Béranger birds bless bob-o'-link BRANDER MATTHEWS bright brilliancy Caty-did charming chee cheek dance dead dear dream English eyes face fair familiar verse flower of love Frederick Locker-Lampson French girl grace gray hair hand happy heart Heaven here's humor JOHN GODFREY SAXE jolly old pedagogue kiss lady laugh light lips literature Little Jerry live Locker-Lampson long ago look love lies bleeding lover maid merry Molière morning muse never night o'er old house goes once passion Perhaps play poems poetry poets Praed pretty rhyme Rosalie Clare rose round sigh sing smile snow social verse song soul sparkling Spink sweet talk tell tender thee thing thou thought to-day Tom Hood tone triple qualification vers de société VISIT FROM ST wind wine young youth
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หน้า 68 - White are his shoulders and white his crest. Hear him call in his merry note: Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink ; Look, what a nice new coat is mine, Sure there was never a bird so fine. Chee, chee, chee. Robert of Lincoln's Quaker wife. Pretty and quiet, with plain brown wings, Passing at home a patient life, Broods in the grass while her husband sings : Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink ; Brood, kind creature; you need not fear Thieves and robbers while I am here. Chee,...
หน้า 79 - 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.
หน้า 78 - Affections are as thoughts to her, the measure of her hours; Her feelings have the fragrancy, the freshness of young flowers; And lovely passions, changing oft, so fill her, she appears The image of themselves by turns, — the idol of past years! Of her bright face one glance will trace a picture on the brain, And of her voice in...
หน้า 128 - Soft is the breath of a maiden's YES: Not the light gossamer stirs with less; But never a cable that holds so fast Through all the battles of wave and blast, And never an echo of speech or song That lives in the babbling air so long ! There were tones in the voice that whispered then You may hear to-day in a hundred men.
หน้า 90 - And low eaves' icy fretting. It touched the tangled golden curls, And brown eyes full of grieving, Of one who still her steps delayed When all the school were leaving. For near her stood the little boy Her childish favor singled : His cap pulled low upon a face Where pride and shame were mingled. Pushing with restless feet the snow To right and left, he lingered ; — As restlessly her tiny hands The blue-checked apron fingered.
หน้า 105 - I care not much for gold or land ; — • Give me a mortgage here and there, — Some good bank-stock, some note of hand, Or trifling railroad share, — I only ask that Fortune send A little more than I shall spend. Honors are silly toys, I know, And titles are but empty names ; I would, perhaps, be Plenipo, — But only near St.
หน้า 111 - THE LAST LEAF I saw him once before, As he passed by the door, And again The pavement stones resound As he totters o'er the ground With his cane. They say that in his prime, Ere the pruning-knife of Time Cut him down, Not a better man was found 10 By the Crier on his round Through the town.
หน้า 128 - Yet in her cheek the hues are bright, Dainty colors of red and white. And in her slender shape are seen Hint and promise of stately mien. Look not on her with eyes of scorn, — Dorothy Q. was a lady born ! Ay! since the galloping Normans came, England's annals have known her name; And still to the three-hilled rebel town Dear is that ancient name's renown, — For many a civic wreath they won, The youthful sire and the gray-haired son.
หน้า 105 - ... are never dear) ; — I own perhaps I might desire Some shawls of true Cashmere, — Some marrowy crapes of China silk, 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...
หน้า 108 - Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn, Nor ape the glittering upstart fool; Shall not carved tables serve my turn, But all must be of buhl ? Give grasping pomp its double share — I ask but one recumbent chair. Thus humble let me live and die, Nor long for Midas...