American Poems (1625-1892)Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1912 - 669 стор. |
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... Manly & Old - age . The first , son unto flegm , Grand - child to water , Unstable , supple , cold , and moist ' s his nature . 1650 . 40 45 The second , frolick , claims his pedegree From blood ANNE BRADSTREET 5 From Of the Four Ages of.
... Manly & Old - age . The first , son unto flegm , Grand - child to water , Unstable , supple , cold , and moist ' s his nature . 1650 . 40 45 The second , frolick , claims his pedegree From blood ANNE BRADSTREET 5 From Of the Four Ages of.
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... nature a Garland set Of Primrose , Daizy , & the Violet : Such cold mean flowrs the spring puts forth betime , 15 Before the sun hath throughly heat the clime . His Hobby striding did not ride but run , And in his hand an hour - glass ...
... nature a Garland set Of Primrose , Daizy , & the Violet : Such cold mean flowrs the spring puts forth betime , 15 Before the sun hath throughly heat the clime . His Hobby striding did not ride but run , And in his hand an hour - glass ...
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... nature set , 50 That when the Sun on ' s Love , the earth , doth shine , These might as lace set out her garment fine . The fearfull bird his little house now builds In trees and walls , in Cities and in fields ; The outside strong ...
... nature set , 50 That when the Sun on ' s Love , the earth , doth shine , These might as lace set out her garment fine . The fearfull bird his little house now builds In trees and walls , in Cities and in fields ; The outside strong ...
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... nature dive . 35 " Thy swift Annual and diurnal Course , Thy daily streight and yearly oblique path , Thy pleasing fervor and thy scorching force , All mortals here the feeling knowledg hath . Thy presence makes it day , thy absence ...
... nature dive . 35 " Thy swift Annual and diurnal Course , Thy daily streight and yearly oblique path , Thy pleasing fervor and thy scorching force , All mortals here the feeling knowledg hath . Thy presence makes it day , thy absence ...
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... nature had thus decked liberally ; But Ah , and Ah again , my imbecility ! I heard the merry grashopper then sing , The black - clad Cricket bear a second part ; They kept one tune and plaid on the same string , Seeming to glory in ...
... nature had thus decked liberally ; But Ah , and Ah again , my imbecility ! I heard the merry grashopper then sing , The black - clad Cricket bear a second part ; They kept one tune and plaid on the same string , Seeming to glory in ...
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Сторінка 175 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Сторінка 235 - Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Сторінка 205 - To Helen Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand, The agate lamp within thy hand! Ah, Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land! Israfel And the angel...
Сторінка 499 - He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in...
Сторінка 405 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays ; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, 40 And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Сторінка 215 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
Сторінка 550 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Сторінка 179 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Сторінка 215 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
Сторінка 175 - To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mould.