Poetic Pearls: With Notes and IllustrationsRichard Rhodes Rhodes & McClure, 1887 - 407 стор. |
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... on his charger's neck : " O steed , that every nerve didst strain , Dear steed , our ride hath been in vain To the halls where my love lay dying ! " THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR , LENOY AND TILDEN 20 GEMS OF POETRY .
... on his charger's neck : " O steed , that every nerve didst strain , Dear steed , our ride hath been in vain To the halls where my love lay dying ! " THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR , LENOY AND TILDEN 20 GEMS OF POETRY .
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... so dim ; " Tired ! " Ah , yes , so tired , dear , I shall soundly sleep to - night , With never a dream , and never a fear To wake in the morning light . UNHEEDED PSALMS . God hath His solitudes , unpeopled yet 22 GEMS OF POETRY .
... so dim ; " Tired ! " Ah , yes , so tired , dear , I shall soundly sleep to - night , With never a dream , and never a fear To wake in the morning light . UNHEEDED PSALMS . God hath His solitudes , unpeopled yet 22 GEMS OF POETRY .
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With Notes and Illustrations Richard Rhodes. UNHEEDED PSALMS . God hath His solitudes , unpeopled yet , Save by the peaceful life of bird and flower , Where , since the world's foundation , He hath set The hiding of His power . Year ...
With Notes and Illustrations Richard Rhodes. UNHEEDED PSALMS . God hath His solitudes , unpeopled yet , Save by the peaceful life of bird and flower , Where , since the world's foundation , He hath set The hiding of His power . Year ...
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... . The anthem of His praise shall uttered be ; All works created on His name shall call , And laud , and bless His holy name , for He Hath pleasure in them all . LEAD , KINDLY LIGHT . J. H. NEWMAN . Lead 34 GEMS OF POETRY .
... . The anthem of His praise shall uttered be ; All works created on His name shall call , And laud , and bless His holy name , for He Hath pleasure in them all . LEAD , KINDLY LIGHT . J. H. NEWMAN . Lead 34 GEMS OF POETRY .
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... hath blest me , sure it still Will lead me on O'er moor and fen , o'er crag and torrent , till The night is gone , And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since , and lost awhile Meanwhile , along the narrow ...
... hath blest me , sure it still Will lead me on O'er moor and fen , o'er crag and torrent , till The night is gone , And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since , and lost awhile Meanwhile , along the narrow ...
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Absalom angels beauty Bingen blessed bliss bloom blue bosom breast breath bright brow Christmas clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream dying earth EDWARD COATE PINKNEY ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN eternal eyes fade fair feel flowers forever gate gleam glory golden grave gray green hands happy hath hear heart heaven hills Homeless hearts hour Judgment day king kiss life's light lips live lonely look LORD BYRON MINNEHAHA FALLS morning mother N. P. WILLIS never night o'er ocean peace praise prayer PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR rest Rhine river rose Santa Claus scorn shade shining shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft solemn song sorrow soul stars sweet tears thee thine thou thought thundering bands toil tone trembling Twas voice waves weary weep wild wind wings YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Сторінка 255 - 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 94 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Сторінка 256 - 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 255 - 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 29 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Сторінка 135 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Сторінка 347 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Сторінка 257 - So shalt thou rest; and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure! All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Сторінка 269 - Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame Hesperus with the host of Heaven came And, lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Сторінка 293 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...