Thanatopsis, Sella, and Other PoemsMacmillan Company, 1911 - 238 стор. |
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... Till the eating cares of earth should depart , And the peace of the scene pass into my heart ; But I envy thy stream , as it glides along , Through its beautiful banks in a trance of song . " Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men ...
... Till the eating cares of earth should depart , And the peace of the scene pass into my heart ; But I envy thy stream , as it glides along , Through its beautiful banks in a trance of song . " Though forced to drudge for the dregs of men ...
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... Till the pure spirit comes again . Though nameless , trampled , and forgot , His servant's humble ashes lie , Yet God has marked and sealed the spot , To call its inmate to the sky . 5 ΙΟ 15 HYMN TO DEATH OH ! could I hope the wise 18 ...
... Till the pure spirit comes again . Though nameless , trampled , and forgot , His servant's humble ashes lie , Yet God has marked and sealed the spot , To call its inmate to the sky . 5 ΙΟ 15 HYMN TO DEATH OH ! could I hope the wise 18 ...
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... till none Is left to teach their worship ; then the fires Of sacrifice are chilled , and the green moss O'ercreeps their altars ; the fallen images Cumber the weedy courts , and for loud hymns , Chanted by kneeling multitudes , the wind ...
... till none Is left to teach their worship ; then the fires Of sacrifice are chilled , and the green moss O'ercreeps their altars ; the fallen images Cumber the weedy courts , and for loud hymns , Chanted by kneeling multitudes , the wind ...
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... till the brief sleep Of death is over , and a happier life Shall dawn to waken thine insensible dust . Now thou art not and yet the men whose guilt Has wearied Heaven for vengeance he who bears False witness he who takes the orphan's ...
... till the brief sleep Of death is over , and a happier life Shall dawn to waken thine insensible dust . Now thou art not and yet the men whose guilt Has wearied Heaven for vengeance he who bears False witness he who takes the orphan's ...
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... worth , Such as the sternest age of virtue saw , Ripens , meanwhile , till time shall call it forth 35 From the low modest shade , to light and bless the earth . V 40 Has Nature , in her caim , majestic 26 EARLIER POEMS.
... worth , Such as the sternest age of virtue saw , Ripens , meanwhile , till time shall call it forth 35 From the low modest shade , to light and bless the earth . V 40 Has Nature , in her caim , majestic 26 EARLIER POEMS.
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amid ancient apple-tree beautiful beneath bird bloom blue Bob-o'-link boughs breath bright brook calm chee Childe Harold's Pilgrimage clouds cold dance dark deep deer dream dwell earth EDGAR ALLAN POE Edited eyes fair flake flowers forest gaze gentle glad glide glistening glorious glory grass grave green groves hand haunts heart heaven hills hour Hymn to Death Iliad Julius Cæsar lake land light LITTELL'S Living Age look maiden mighty Monument Mountain mould murmur never night o'er Palgrave's Golden Treasury pass Phillips Exeter Academy Poems poet race rivers rock round savannas Sella shade Shakespeare's sight silent Sir Launfal sleep smile snow soft song sound Spink spring stars stream strong summer sweet Thanatopsis thee thine thou dost thou hast thou shalt trees vale voice wandering waters wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wind-flower winter woods youth ΙΟ
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Сторінка 227 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Сторінка 8 - 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 68 - And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home...
Сторінка 3 - When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His...
Сторінка 1 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...
Сторінка 67 - Alas! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Сторінка 2 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Сторінка 201 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again; And, lost each human trace...
Сторінка 2 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, 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 3 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.