PoemsHarper & Brothers, 1840 - 276 стор. |
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... sight Of all but heaven , and , in the book of fame , The glorious record of his virtues write , And hold it up to men , and bid them claim A palm like his , and catch from him the hallowed flame . IV . But oh , despair not of their ...
... sight Of all but heaven , and , in the book of fame , The glorious record of his virtues write , And hold it up to men , and bid them claim A palm like his , and catch from him the hallowed flame . IV . But oh , despair not of their ...
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... sight Can pierce the eternal shadows o'er their face ; — When , from the genial cradle of our race , Went forth the tribes of men , their pleasant lot To choose , where palm - groves cooled their dwelling - place , Or freshening rivers ...
... sight Can pierce the eternal shadows o'er their face ; — When , from the genial cradle of our race , Went forth the tribes of men , their pleasant lot To choose , where palm - groves cooled their dwelling - place , Or freshening rivers ...
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... sight , All blended , like the rainbow's radiant braid , Pour yet , and still shall pour , the blaze that cannot fade . XXVII . 23 Late , from this western shore , that morning chased The deep and ancient night , that threw its shroud O ...
... sight , All blended , like the rainbow's radiant braid , Pour yet , and still shall pour , the blaze that cannot fade . XXVII . 23 Late , from this western shore , that morning chased The deep and ancient night , that threw its shroud O ...
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... sight . XXXIV . Europe is given a prey to sterner fates , And writhes in shackles ; strong the arms that chain To earth her struggling multitude of states ; She too is strong , and might not chafe in vain Against them , but shake off ...
... sight . XXXIV . Europe is given a prey to sterner fates , And writhes in shackles ; strong the arms that chain To earth her struggling multitude of states ; She too is strong , and might not chafe in vain Against them , but shake off ...
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... sight . Go forth , into the gathering shade ; go forth , 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 ...
... sight . Go forth , into the gathering shade ; go forth , 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 ...
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amid APENNINES beauty beneath birds blood bloom blossoms blue bosom boughs bower brave breath bright brook brow calm clouds cold dark days of heaven death deep didst dwell earth eyes fair flowers forest fresh gaze gentle glad glen glittering glorious glory grave Greece green groves hand hear heart heaven hills hour hunter HYMN land light look lover lovers walked maid maiden maize Maquon mighty mountain murmur night o'er old Castile pass Peru PITCAIRN'S ISLAND pleasant red deer red ruler rest rill RIZPAH rocks round savannas shade shine sight silent silent hills skies sleep smile soft song sound spirit springs stars stream summer sunny sweet swelling tears tempest thee thine thou art thou dost Thou hast thou shalt trees vale voice wander warriors watch weep wild win my love wind-flower winds woods youth
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Сторінка 33 - 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 ! 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.
Сторінка 267 - Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end ; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest. Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply...
Сторінка 31 - 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 33 - 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 257 - 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...
Сторінка 123 - Woe to the English soldiery That little dread us near! On them shall light at midnight A strange and sudden fear; When, waking to their tents on fire, They grasp their arms in vain, And they who stand to face us Are beat to earth again ; And they who fly in terror deem A mighty host behind, And hear the tramp of thousands Upon the hollow wind.
Сторінка 124 - Tis life to feel the night-wind That lifts his tossing mane. A moment in the British camp — A moment — and away Back to the pathless forest, Before the peep of day. Grave men there are by broad Santee, Grave men with hoary hairs; Their hearts are all with Marion, For Marion are their prayers. And lovely ladies greet our band With kindliest welcoming, With smiles like those of summer, And tears like those of spring. For them we wear these trusty arms, And lay them down no more Till we have driven...
Сторінка 52 - Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked, and wooed In a forgotten language, and old tunes, From instruments of unremembered form, Gave the soft winds a voice.
Сторінка 43 - Oh, from these sterner aspects of thy face Spare me and mine, nor let us need the wrath Of the mad unchained elements to teach Who rules them. Be it ours to meditate, In these calm shades, thy milder majesty, And to the beautiful order of thy works Learn to conform the order of our lives.
Сторінка 51 - Of these fair solitudes once stir with life And burn with passion? Let the mighty mounds That overlook the rivers, or that rise In the dim forest crowded with old oaks, Answer. A race, that long has passed away, Built them; a disciplined and populous race Heaped, with long toil, the earth, while yet the Greek Was hewing the Pentelicus to forms Of symmetry, and rearing on its rock The glittering Parthenon.