A Treasury of the FamiliarRalph Louis Woods Macmillan Company, 1942 - 751 pàgines |
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Pàgina 156
... grave , When we have wandered all our ways , Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth , this grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust . ( From his History of the World ) The cynic is one who knows the price of ...
... grave , When we have wandered all our ways , Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth , this grave , this dust , My God shall raise me up , I trust . ( From his History of the World ) The cynic is one who knows the price of ...
Pàgina 174
... grave . The leaves of the oak and the willow shall fade , Be scattered around , and together be laid ; And the young and the old , and the low and the high Shall moulder to dust and together shall die . The infant a mother attended and ...
... grave . The leaves of the oak and the willow shall fade , Be scattered around , and together be laid ; And the young and the old , and the low and the high Shall moulder to dust and together shall die . The infant a mother attended and ...
Pàgina 337
... grave ! Wave , Munich ! all thy banners wave , And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few , few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding - sheet , And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre . ECHOES ...
... grave ! Wave , Munich ! all thy banners wave , And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few , few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding - sheet , And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre . ECHOES ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
A. E. Housman beautiful bells Ben Bolt bird blessed blood blow brave breath Brer Fox Brer Rabbit Cæsar Chorus cried Daisy Bell dark dead dear death door dream earth eyes face fair father fear friends girl give glory grave Gunga Din hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills holy king kiss lady Lady of Shalott land Lars Porsena laugh light lips Little Annie Rooney live look Lord moon morning mother never night o'er peace permission to reprint pray ring rose round Rudyard Kipling sail sezee shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow song soul spirit stars stood sweet tears tell thee there's thine things thou thought tree Twas unto voice walk William William Shakespeare William Wordsworth wind word young