Sigurd Our Golden Collie: And Other Comrades of the RoadJ.M. Dent, 1921 - Всего страниц: 370 |
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Стр. 355 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Стр. 346 - The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws, Her coat, that with the tortoise vies, Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes, She saw; and purr'd applause.
Стр. 151 - And tail cropp'd short, half lurcher and half cur, His dog attends him. Close behind his heel Now creeps he slow ; and now, with many a frisk Wide scampering, snatches up the drifted snow With ivory teeth, or ploughs it with his snout ; Then shakes his powder'd coat, and barks for joy.
Стр. 324 - PUSSY-CAT, pussy-cat, where have you been? I've been to London to look at the Queen. Pussy-cat, pussy-cat, what did you there?
Стр. 55 - Nay, brother of the sod, What part hast thou in God? What spirit art thou of?' It answers : " Love," Lifting its head, no less Cajoling a caress, Our winsome collie wraith, Than in glad faith The door will open wide, Or kind voice bid : " Abide, A threshold soul to greet The longed-for feet.
Стр. 5 - Only the envy was, that it lasted not still, or, now it is past, cannot by imagination, much less description, be recovered to a part of that spirit it had in the gliding by.
Стр. 132 - Two dogs at once to Robin Hood did go, T'one behind, the other before; Robin Hood's mantle of Lincoln green Off from his back they tore. And whether his men shot east or west, Or they shot north or south, The curtal dogs, so taught they were, They kept their arrows in their mouth. ' Take up thy dogs,' said Little John,
Стр. 124 - Prince to mount a horse which was ready saddled, and to effect his escape through the darkness, before his enemies sprang into the tent. His servants were cut down, his master of the horse and two of his secretaries, who gained their saddles a moment later, all lost their lives,'' and but for the little dog's watchfulness, William of Orange, upon whose shoulders the whole weight of his country's fortunes depended, would have been led within a week to an ignominious death. To his dying day, the Prince...
Стр. 264 - Spread, table, spread, Meat, drink, and bread. Ever may I have What I ever crave. When I am spread, Meat for my black cock, And meat for my red.
Стр. 174 - Not one blithe leap of welcome? Can you lie Under this woodland mould, More still Than broken daffodil, When I, Home from too long a roving, Come up the silent hill? Dear, wistful eyes, White ruff and windy gold Of collie coat so oft caressed, Not one quick thrill In snowy breast, One spring of jubilant surprise, One ecstasy of loving? Are all our frolics ended? Never more Those royal romps of old, When one, Playfellow of the sun, Would pour Adventures and romances Into a morning run; Off and away,...