The Complete Poetical Works of Bret HarteChatto and Windus, 1886 - 324 стор. |
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... the realm . " The young , the brave , the good and wise , Have fallen in thy curst embrace : The juices of the grapes of wrath Still stain thy guilty face . " My brother lies in yonder field , Face downward ( 26 ) THE GODDESS.
... the realm . " The young , the brave , the good and wise , Have fallen in thy curst embrace : The juices of the grapes of wrath Still stain thy guilty face . " My brother lies in yonder field , Face downward ( 26 ) THE GODDESS.
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... young fellow , sir , I fear the rascal was ; but then— Well , short of heaven , there wa'n't a place he dursn't lead his men . And Dick , you say , is coming too . And Billy ? ah ! it's true We buried him at Gettysburg : I mind the spot ...
... young fellow , sir , I fear the rascal was ; but then— Well , short of heaven , there wa'n't a place he dursn't lead his men . And Dick , you say , is coming too . And Billy ? ah ! it's true We buried him at Gettysburg : I mind the spot ...
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... The stir and rustle of the trees ; Till , lapped in sunset skies of hope , In sunset lands by sunset seas , The Young World's Premier treads the slope Of sunset years in calm and peace . The Aged Stranger . AN INCIDENT OF THE WAR .
... The stir and rustle of the trees ; Till , lapped in sunset skies of hope , In sunset lands by sunset seas , The Young World's Premier treads the slope Of sunset years in calm and peace . The Aged Stranger . AN INCIDENT OF THE WAR .
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... young brow was knitted in an infantine distress . Then the grim Commander , pacing where the brazen cannon are , Comforted the maid with proverbs , -wisdom gathered from afar ; Bits of ancient observation by his fathers garnered , each ...
... young brow was knitted in an infantine distress . Then the grim Commander , pacing where the brazen cannon are , Comforted the maid with proverbs , -wisdom gathered from afar ; Bits of ancient observation by his fathers garnered , each ...
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... young , but / -indeed I have no patience . . . To proceed- You saw , as you passed through the upper town , The Eucinal where the road goes down To San Felipe ! There one morn They found Diego ( 91 ) DON DIEGO OF THE SOUTI.
... young , but / -indeed I have no patience . . . To proceed- You saw , as you passed through the upper town , The Eucinal where the road goes down To San Felipe ! There one morn They found Diego ( 91 ) DON DIEGO OF THE SOUTI.
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Сторінка 274 - Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her, And tempted her out of her gloom, And conquered her scruples and gloom; And we passed to the end of the vista, But were stopped by the door of a tomb, By the door of a legended tomb; And I said — "What is written, sweet sister, On the door of this legended tomb?
Сторінка 273 - And now, as the night was senescent And star-dials pointed to morn As the star-dials hinted of morn At the end of our path a liquescent And nebulous lustre was born, Out of which a miraculous crescent Arose with a duplicate horn Astarte's bediamonded crescent Distinct with its duplicate horn.
Сторінка 22 - HARK ! I hear the tramp of thousands, And of armed men the hum ; Lo ! a nation's hosts have gathered Round the quick alarming drum, — Saying, " Come, Freemen, come ! Ere your heritage be wasted," said the quick alarming drum.
Сторінка 161 - Of the few baby peaks that were peeping From under their bedclothes of snow; Of that ride — that to me was the rarest; Of — the something you said at the gate. Ah, Joe, then I wasn't an heiress To "the best-paying lead in the State!
Сторінка 274 - Then my heart it grew ashen and sober As the leaves that were crisped and sere — As the leaves that were withering and sere; And I cried: "It was surely October On this very night of last year That I journeyed — I journeyed down here! — That I brought a dread burden down here — On this night of all nights in the year, Ah, what demon has tempted me here?
Сторінка 161 - Well, yes, — if you saw us out driving Each day in the park, four-in-hand ; If you saw poor dear mamma contriving To look supernaturally grand, — If you saw papa's picture, as taken By Brady, and tinted at that, You 'd never suspect he sold bacon And flour at Poverty Flat.
Сторінка 203 - From out the gusty pine. Lost is that camp and wasted all its fire: And he who wrought that spell? — Ah! towering pine and stately Kentish spire, Ye have one tale to tell! Lost is that camp, but let its fragrant story Blend with the breath that thrills With hopvines' incense all the pensive glory That fills the Kentish hills.
Сторінка 14 - ... thoughts as these Were strange to a practical man like Burns, Who minded only his own concerns, Troubled no more by fancies fine Than one of his calm-eyed, long-tailed...
Сторінка 17 - DOWN the picket-guarded lane Rolled the comfort-laden wain, Cheered by shouts that shook the plain, Soldier-like and merry : Phrases such as camps may teach, Sabre-cuts of Saxon speech, Such as " Bully ! " " Them's the peach !
Сторінка 90 - There has one already gone, whoe'er he be ! " Then they held their breath 'with awe, Pulling on the rope, and saw Fainting figures reappear, On the black rope swinging clear, Fastened by some...