Everybody's Book of Short Poems: Selected from Out-of-the-way SourcesSaxon & Company, 1895 - 319 стор. |
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... sigh , The roses blush with conscious happiness ; The echoes pause , not daring to reply , The brook stands still , her witchery to confess , And all the world is hushed as her soft warblings rise , Forgetting life is life , the ...
... sigh , The roses blush with conscious happiness ; The echoes pause , not daring to reply , The brook stands still , her witchery to confess , And all the world is hushed as her soft warblings rise , Forgetting life is life , the ...
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... sighing for the heavenly music He never hears ; Each longing , sighing for a word of comfort , A word of tender praise , A word of love , to cheer the endless journey Of earth's hard , busy days . They love us , and we know it ; this ...
... sighing for the heavenly music He never hears ; Each longing , sighing for a word of comfort , A word of tender praise , A word of love , to cheer the endless journey Of earth's hard , busy days . They love us , and we know it ; this ...
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... sigh of the sea , And the whisper of woodlands that murmurs and swells For you and for me ; - The sound of fond voices that ever respond , In tones soft and low , To the prayer we are breathing into the beyond , Does any one know ? A ...
... sigh of the sea , And the whisper of woodlands that murmurs and swells For you and for me ; - The sound of fond voices that ever respond , In tones soft and low , To the prayer we are breathing into the beyond , Does any one know ? A ...
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... share duly ? There is naught In all we do or dream , from lightest sigh To weightiest deed , by which we are not taught We live together or together die . -Arlo Bates . WEARYIN ' FOR YOU . JEST a - wearyin ' MISCELLANEOUS POEMS .
... share duly ? There is naught In all we do or dream , from lightest sigh To weightiest deed , by which we are not taught We live together or together die . -Arlo Bates . WEARYIN ' FOR YOU . JEST a - wearyin ' MISCELLANEOUS POEMS .
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... sighs , I seek my own good at the cost of yours ) , I know at last that love means sacrifice . -Carlotta Perry . WHY ? HEART of me , why do you sigh ? Why droop your eyelids , pale and shy , Like snowflakes that on violets lie ? Why do you ...
... sighs , I seek my own good at the cost of yours ) , I know at last that love means sacrifice . -Carlotta Perry . WHY ? HEART of me , why do you sigh ? Why droop your eyelids , pale and shy , Like snowflakes that on violets lie ? Why do you ...
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Сторінка 150 - No pity, Lord, could change the heart From red with wrong to white as wool ; The rod must heal the sin : but Lord, Be merciful to me, a fool...
Сторінка 133 - In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in .His bosom that transfigures you and me ; As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Сторінка 168 - There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts. " Not such as Europe breeds in her decay ; Such as she bred when fresh and young, When heavenly flame did animate her clay, By future poets shall be sung. " Westward the course of empire takes its way ; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day ; Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Сторінка 220 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ! Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Сторінка 132 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Сторінка 168 - In happy climes, where from the genial sun And virgin earth such scenes ensue, The force of Art by Nature seems outdone, And fancied beauties by the true : In happy climes, the seat of innocence...
Сторінка 255 - JENNY kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kissed me.
Сторінка 132 - As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on.
Сторінка 98 - And out of a fabulous story We fashion an empire's glory: One man with a dream, at pleasure, Shall go forth and conquer a crown; And three with a new song's measure Can trample an empire down.
Сторінка 100 - 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...