Picture posies, poems chiefly by living authors, and drawingsGeorge Routledge and Sons, 1874 - 235 pages |
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Autumn beauty beneath BERTHOLD AUERBACH Birket bloom blow bough breath breeze bright cheek CHRISTINA G cold corn-field cried Dalziel Brothers dark DAVID WINGATE deep DORA GREENWELL dream DULCKEN Engraved by Dalziel eyes face fair flowers frae FREDERICK LOCKER gentle glad gleam golden grass green grey grow happy hath heard heart heaven hill JEAN INGELOW king kiss Lady Fern laugh light lips live look meadows morning mother never night Norlan o'er old cart PICTURE POSIES Pippin quiet rest Rhymes river ROBERT BUCHANAN round sigh silent singing sleep smile snow snowdrop song sorrow soul Spring-the merry Spring stars stream Summer sunshine sweet T. J. JUDKIN tears thee There's things thou TOM HOOD TOM TAYLOR tree vale of Glen-Oona wailin wandering warm watch weary wild WILLIAM ALLINGHAM wind wings woods young
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Page 128 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 158 - Love! in such a wilderness as this, Where transport and security entwine, Here is the empire of thy perfect bliss, And here thou art a god indeed divine.
Page 155 - And yet, loved England ! when thy name I trace In many a pilgrim's tale and poet's song, How can I choose but wish for one embrace Of them, the dear unknown, to whom belong My mother's looks, — perhaps her likeness strong...
Page 156 - On hillock by the pine-tree half o'ergrown : And aye that volume on her lap is thrown, Which every heart of human mould endears ; With Shakspeare's self she speaks and smiles alone, And no intruding visitation fears, To shame the unconscious laugh, or stop her sweetest tears.
Page 152 - Came freshening, and reflecting all the scene (A mirror in the depth of flowery shelves) : So sweet a spot of earth, you might (I ween) Have guessed some congregation of the elves, To sport by summer moons, had shaped it for themselves.
Page 150 - Yet thou wert once the lovliest land of all That see the Atlantic wave their morn restore. Sweet land ! may I thy lost delights recall, And paint thy Gertrude in her bowers of yore, Whose beauty was the love of Pennsylvania's shore.
Page 59 - BY THE SEA. Why does the sea moan evermore? Shut out from heaven it makes its moan. It frets against the boundary shore; All earth's full rivers cannot fill The sea, that drinking thirsteth still. Sheer miracles of loveliness Lie hid in its unlooked-on bed: Anemones, salt, passionless, Blow flower-like; just enough alive To blow and multiply and thrive. Shells quaint with curve, or spot, or spike, Encrusted live things argus-eyed, All fair alike, yet all unlike, Are born without a pang, and die Without...
Page 154 - It seem'd as if those scenes sweet influence had On Gertrude's soul, and kindness like their own Inspired those eyes affectionate and glad, That seem'd to love whate'er they look'd upon ; Whether with Hebe's mirth her features shone, Or if a shade more pleasing them o'ercast, (As if for heavenly musing meant alone ;) Yet so becomingly th' expression past, That each succeeding look was lovelier than the last.
Page 156 - His arms the everlasting aloes threw ; Breathed but an air of heaven, and all the grove As if with instinct living spirit grew, . Rolling its verdant gulfs of every hue ; And now suspended was the pleasing din, Now from a murmur faint it swell'd anew, Like the first note of organ heard within Cathedral aisles, — ere yet its symphony begin.
Page 122 - How many knots a day? — Round the world and home again, That's the sailor's way! We've traded with the Yankees, Brazilians and Chinese; We've laughed with dusky beauties In shade of tall palm-trees; Across the line and Gulf-Stream — Round by Table Bay — Everywhere and home again, That's the sailor's way!