PoemsCarey and Hart, 1847 - 378 стор. |
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... Song . " Soon as the glazed and gleaming snow " To a Waterfowl . Green River . A Winter Piece The West Wind • • \ The Burial - place . A Fragment Blessed are they that Mourn No Man knoweth his Sepulchre A Walk at Sunset Hymn to Death ...
... Song . " Soon as the glazed and gleaming snow " To a Waterfowl . Green River . A Winter Piece The West Wind • • \ The Burial - place . A Fragment Blessed are they that Mourn No Man knoweth his Sepulchre A Walk at Sunset Hymn to Death ...
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... Song of the Greek Amazon 115 · · 116 To a Cloud · • ་ The Murdered Traveller . 118 • • 120 Hymn to the North Star The Lapse of Time Song of the Stars A Forest Hymn . • • • " Oh fairest of the rural maids " " I broke the spell that held ...
... Song of the Greek Amazon 115 · · 116 To a Cloud · • ་ The Murdered Traveller . 118 • • 120 Hymn to the North Star The Lapse of Time Song of the Stars A Forest Hymn . • • • " Oh fairest of the rural maids " " I broke the spell that held ...
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... Song of Marion's Men The Arctic Lover The Journey of Life TRANSLATIONS . • • • 210 211 • 213 214 215 216 218 223 226 228 Version of a Fragment of Simonides From the Spanish of Villegas - • 231 233 TRANSLATIONS . Mary Magdalen . ( From ...
... Song of Marion's Men The Arctic Lover The Journey of Life TRANSLATIONS . • • • 210 211 • 213 214 215 216 218 223 226 228 Version of a Fragment of Simonides From the Spanish of Villegas - • 231 233 TRANSLATIONS . Mary Magdalen . ( From ...
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... Song . ( From the Spanish of Iglesias ) • • • 250 • 252 • • 253 · 255 256 The Count of Greiers . ( From the German of Uhland ) 258 The Serenade . ( From the Spanish ) . • • 261 A Northern Legend . ( From the German of Uhland ) . 264 ...
... Song . ( From the Spanish of Iglesias ) • • • 250 • 252 • • 253 · 255 256 The Count of Greiers . ( From the German of Uhland ) 258 The Serenade . ( From the Spanish ) . • • 261 A Northern Legend . ( From the German of Uhland ) . 264 ...
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... wind , That stirs the stream in play , shall come to thee , ✓ Like one that loves thee nor will let thee pass Ungreeted , and shall give its light embrace . SONG . Soon as the glazed and gleaming snow Reflects INSCRIPTION . 64 39.
... wind , That stirs the stream in play , shall come to thee , ✓ Like one that loves thee nor will let thee pass Ungreeted , and shall give its light embrace . SONG . Soon as the glazed and gleaming snow Reflects INSCRIPTION . 64 39.
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ages amid beam beauty beneath birds blood bloom blossoms blue boughs bound breath breeze bright bright land brook brow calm clouds cold dark day-dawn dead Deadly assassin death deep deer dwell earth fair flowers forest gaze gentle glad glen glide glorious glory grass grave Greece green groves guilt hand hear heart heaven hills hour hymn insect wings land leaves light look lovely stream maid maiden maize Maquon mighty morocco mountain murmur night o'er Oh father pass peace pleasant race rest rill Rizpah rocks round savannas shade shine sight silent skies sleep smile soft song sound sparkles of light spirit spring stream summer sweet swell tears thee thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thousand cheerful trees tribes vale voice wandering warrior watch weep wild wind-flower winds wings woods youth youthful voices
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Сторінка 39 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Сторінка 31 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Сторінка 31 - 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. Yet not to thine eternal resting-place Shalt thou retire alone, nor couldst thou wish Couch more magnificent. Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Сторінка 129 - Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summit of these trees In music ; thou art in the cooler breath That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes, scarcely felt ; the barky trunks, the ground, The fresh moist ground, are all instinct with thee.
Сторінка 32 - His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Сторінка 30 - 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 gentle sympathy that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
Сторінка 205 - God's blessing breathed upon the fainting earth ! Go, rock the little wood-bird in his nest, Curl the still waters, bright with stars, and rouse The wide old wood from his majestic rest, Summoning from the...
Сторінка 172 - Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around ; When even the deep blue heavens look glad, And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground ? There are notes of joy from the hang-bird and wren, And the gossip of swallows through all the sky ; The ground-squirrel gaily chirps by his den, And the wilding bee hums merrily by.
Сторінка 32 - Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings, yet the dead are there...
Сторінка 151 - THE melancholy days are come, The saddest of the year, Of wailing winds and naked woods, And meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, The autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, And to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, And from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow Through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers...