Yale Book of American VerseThomas R. Lounsbury Yale University Press, 1912 - 570 стор. |
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... pain and anguish , In the hour when death draws near , Suffer not our hearts to languish , Suffer not our souls to fear ; And , when mortal life is ended , Bid us in thine arms to rest , Till , by angel bands attended , We awake among ...
... pain and anguish , In the hour when death draws near , Suffer not our hearts to languish , Suffer not our souls to fear ; And , when mortal life is ended , Bid us in thine arms to rest , Till , by angel bands attended , We awake among ...
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... pain , and want , and woe , With wounds that only death could heal , Tortures - the poor alone can know , The proud alone can feel ; He kept his honesty and truth , His independent tongue and pen , And moved , in manhood as in youth ...
... pain , and want , and woe , With wounds that only death could heal , Tortures - the poor alone can know , The proud alone can feel ; He kept his honesty and truth , His independent tongue and pen , And moved , in manhood as in youth ...
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... pain , And dies among his worshippers . Yea , though thou lie upon the dust , When they who helped thee flee in fear , Die full of hope and manly trust , Like those who fell in battle here . Another hand thy sword shall wield , Another ...
... pain , And dies among his worshippers . Yea , though thou lie upon the dust , When they who helped thee flee in fear , Die full of hope and manly trust , Like those who fell in battle here . Another hand thy sword shall wield , Another ...
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... pain If there I meet thy gentle presence not ; Nor hear the voice I love , nor read again In thy serenest eyes the tender thought . Will not thy own meek heart demand me there ? That heart whose fondest throbs to me were given— My name ...
... pain If there I meet thy gentle presence not ; Nor hear the voice I love , nor read again In thy serenest eyes the tender thought . Will not thy own meek heart demand me there ? That heart whose fondest throbs to me were given— My name ...
Сторінка 57
... of this crowd to - night shall tread The dance till daylight gleam again ? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of mortal pain ? Some , famine - struck , shall think how long [ 57 ] WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT 1794-1878.
... of this crowd to - night shall tread The dance till daylight gleam again ? Who sorrow o'er the untimely dead ? Who writhe in throes of mortal pain ? Some , famine - struck , shall think how long [ 57 ] WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT 1794-1878.
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