The Illustrated Birthday Book of American PoetsAlmira Leach Hayward James R. Osgood, 1883 - Всего страниц: 307 |
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... unto the bow the cord is , So unto the man is woman : J. R. Lowell . Though she bends him , she obeys him , Though she draws him , yet she follows , Useless each without the other ! H. W. Longfellow . All are needed by each one ...
... unto the bow the cord is , So unto the man is woman : J. R. Lowell . Though she bends him , she obeys him , Though she draws him , yet she follows , Useless each without the other ! H. W. Longfellow . All are needed by each one ...
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... Unto her queenly soul doth minister . March 26 . J. R. Lowell . Youth longs and manhood strives , but age remem- bers , Sits by the raked - up ashes of the past , Spreads its thin hands above the whitening embers That warm its creeping ...
... Unto her queenly soul doth minister . March 26 . J. R. Lowell . Youth longs and manhood strives , but age remem- bers , Sits by the raked - up ashes of the past , Spreads its thin hands above the whitening embers That warm its creeping ...
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... unto griefs and needs , Be pitiful as woman should . April 12 . 7. G. Whittier . Thy voice is like a fountain Leaping up in sunshine bright , And I never weary counting Its clear droppings , lone and single , Or when in one full gush ...
... unto griefs and needs , Be pitiful as woman should . April 12 . 7. G. Whittier . Thy voice is like a fountain Leaping up in sunshine bright , And I never weary counting Its clear droppings , lone and single , Or when in one full gush ...
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... Unto no whiter soul than hers . 7. G. Whittier . May 9 . True worth is in being , not seeming , - In doing each day that goes by Some little good · - not in the dreaming Of great things to do by and by . There's nothing so kingly as ...
... Unto no whiter soul than hers . 7. G. Whittier . May 9 . True worth is in being , not seeming , - In doing each day that goes by Some little good · - not in the dreaming Of great things to do by and by . There's nothing so kingly as ...
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... unto us to make Us glad , The things which for and of each other's sake We might have had ? May 18 . Mrs. H. H. Jackson . What if the battle end and thou hast lost ? Others have lost the battle thou hast won ; Haste thee , bind thy ...
... unto us to make Us glad , The things which for and of each other's sake We might have had ? May 18 . Mrs. H. H. Jackson . What if the battle end and thou hast lost ? Others have lost the battle thou hast won ; Haste thee , bind thy ...
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Alice Cary April August August 29 Bayard Taylor beauty bless breath bright brow calm Celia Thaxter dark dear December December 23 doth dream E. C. Stedman E. S. Phelps earth eyes face fair faith February February 29 feet flowers God's grace H. H. Jackson H. W. Longfellow hand hath heart heaven hope J. C. R. Dorr J. G. Whittier J. R. Lowell January January 11 Joaquin Miller July June life's light lives look Lucy Larcom M. M. Dodge March N. P. Willis November November 11 O. W. Holmes o'er October patience Phabe Cary R. H. Stoddard R. W. Emerson September September 27 shining skies smile sorrow soul stars sweet T. B. Aldrich T. B. Read tears tender thee thine things thou art toil trust truth unto voice W. C. Bryant W. D. Howells woman's youth Z. B. Gustafson
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Стр. 229 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread...
Стр. 36 - Nothing useless is, or low ; Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest...
Стр. 232 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Стр. 88 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low- vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Стр. 68 - Were a star quenched on high, For ages would its light, Still travelling downward from the sky, Shine on our mortal sight. So when a great man dies, For years beyond our ken The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men.
Стр. 166 - And if my heart and flesh are weak To bear an untried pain, The bruised reed he will not break, But strengthen and sustain.
Стр. 22 - Count me o'er earth's chosen heroes, — they were souls that stood alone, While the men they agonized for hurled the contumelious stone, Stood serene, and down the future saw the golden beam incline To the side of perfect justice, mastered by their faith divine, By one man's plain truth to manhood and to God's supreme design.
Стр. 264 - He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat : Oh ! be swift, my soul, to answer Him ! be jubilant, my feet ! Our God is marching on. 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.
Стр. 126 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept. Were toiling upward in the night.
Стр. 7 - Unwarmed by any sunset light The gray day darkened into night A night made hoary with the swarm And whirl-dance of the blinding storm, As zigzag, wavering to and fro, Crossed and recrossed the winged snow: And ere the early bedtime came The white drift piled the window-frame, And through the glass the clothes-line posts Looked in like tall and sheeted ghosts.