Poetry of America: Selections from One Hundred American Poets from 1776 to 1876G. Bell, 1878 - 387 стор. |
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... thou wast in thine infancy ? Thy strength , and stature , more thy years admire . Hath hundred winters past since thou wast born ? Or thousand since thou brak'st thy shell of horn ? If so , all these as nought eternity doth scorn . Then ...
... thou wast in thine infancy ? Thy strength , and stature , more thy years admire . Hath hundred winters past since thou wast born ? Or thousand since thou brak'st thy shell of horn ? If so , all these as nought eternity doth scorn . Then ...
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... thou hast in store : This was their song , their cups among , The evening before . During the Day of Doom the souls argue with the Judge , who does not always get much the better of them in the argument . The colloquies are given at ...
... thou hast in store : This was their song , their cups among , The evening before . During the Day of Doom the souls argue with the Judge , who does not always get much the better of them in the argument . The colloquies are given at ...
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... thou the Theban swan that soars o'er heav'nly ground . The remainder is in the same strain . Our quotation not unfairly represents the tasteful productions of the Evans period , when turgid declamation was supposed to be elo- quence ...
... thou the Theban swan that soars o'er heav'nly ground . The remainder is in the same strain . Our quotation not unfairly represents the tasteful productions of the Evans period , when turgid declamation was supposed to be elo- quence ...
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... Thou , Stranger ! that shalt come this way , No fraud upon the dead commit ; Observe the swelling turf , and say , — They do not lie , but here they sit . Here still a lofty rock remains , On which the curious eye may trace ( Now wasted ...
... Thou , Stranger ! that shalt come this way , No fraud upon the dead commit ; Observe the swelling turf , and say , — They do not lie , but here they sit . Here still a lofty rock remains , On which the curious eye may trace ( Now wasted ...
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... thou noble land , Our fathers ' native soil ! O stretch thy mighty hand , Gigantic grown by toil , O'er the vast Atlantic wave to our shore : For thou , with magic might , Canst reach to where the light Of Phoebus travels bright The ...
... thou noble land , Our fathers ' native soil ! O stretch thy mighty hand , Gigantic grown by toil , O'er the vast Atlantic wave to our shore : For thou , with magic might , Canst reach to where the light Of Phoebus travels bright The ...
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