Poems - Charles Kingsley - Libros - General Books - 9780217531153 - 7 de febrero de 2010
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Publisher Marketing: Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: YOUNG MART. Young Mary walked sadly down through the green clover, And sighed as she looked at the babe at her breast; My roses are faded, my false love a rover, The green graves they call me, ' Come home to your rest' Then by rode a soldier in gorgeous arraying, And where is your bride-ring, my fair maid! he cried; I ne'er had a bride-ring, by false man's betraying, Nor token of love but this babe at my side. Tho' gold could not buy me, sweet words could deceive me; So faithful and lonely till death I must roam. O Mary, sweet Mary, look up and forgive me, With wealth and with glory your true love comes home. So give my own babe, those soft arms adorning, I'll wed you and cherish you, never to stray; For it's many a dark and a wild cloudy morning Turns out by the noon-time a sunshiny day. THE MERRY LARK WAS UP AND SINGING. The merry, merry lark was up and singing, And the hare was out and feeding on the lea, And the merry, merry bells below were ringing, When my child's laugh rang through me. Now the hare is snared and dead beside the snow-yard, And the lark beside the dreary winter sea, And my baby in his cradle in the churchyard Waiteth there until the bells bring me. EPICEDIUM ON THE DEATH OP A CERTAIN JOURNAL. So Die, thou child of stormy dawn, Thou winter flower, forlorn of nurse; Chilled early by the bigot's curse, The pedant's frown, the worldling's yawn. Fair death, to fall in teeming June, When every seed which drops to earth Takes root, and wins a second birth From steaming shower and gleaming moon. Fall warm, fall fast, thou mellow rain; Thou rain of God, make fat the land; That roots which parch in burning sand May bud to flower and fruit again. To grace, perchance, a fairer morn In m... Contributor Bio:  Kingsley, Charles A cleric as well as author, Kingsley was an advocate of Christian Socialism. He use historical setings to communicate his ideas. His published works range from sermons and novels to children's literature.

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Publicado 7 de febrero de 2010
ISBN13 9780217531153
Editores General Books
Páginas 66
Dimensiones 134 × 229 × 5 mm   ·   120 g

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