The Chief American Poets: Selected Poems by Bryant, Poe, Emerson, Longfellow, Whittier, Holmes, Lowell, Whitman and LanierCurtis Hidden Page Houghton, Mifflin, 1905 - Всего страниц: 713 |
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... beneath his feet , and all Its kingdoms melt into one mighty realm → Thou , while his head is loftiest and his heart Blasphemes , imagining his own right hand Almighty , thou dost set thy sudden grasp Upon him , and the links of that ...
... beneath his feet , and all Its kingdoms melt into one mighty realm → Thou , while his head is loftiest and his heart Blasphemes , imagining his own right hand Almighty , thou dost set thy sudden grasp Upon him , and the links of that ...
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... beneath the feet , And be the damp mould gently pressed Into my narrow place of rest . 10 There through the long , long summer hours , 20 The golden light should lie , And thick young herbs and groups of flow- ers Stand in their beauty ...
... beneath the feet , And be the damp mould gently pressed Into my narrow place of rest . 10 There through the long , long summer hours , 20 The golden light should lie , And thick young herbs and groups of flow- ers Stand in their beauty ...
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... Beneath her feet , and slid , with balancing arms Into the hollows . Once , as up a drift She slowly rose , before her , in the way , She saw a little creature , lily - cheeked , With flowing flaxen locks , and faint blue eyes , That ...
... Beneath her feet , and slid , with balancing arms Into the hollows . Once , as up a drift She slowly rose , before her , in the way , She saw a little creature , lily - cheeked , With flowing flaxen locks , and faint blue eyes , That ...
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... Beneath their little hands , to bowery walks In gardens such as these , and , o'er them all , Built the broad roof . But thou hast yet to see A fairer sight , ' she said , and led the way To where a window of pellucid ice Stood in the ...
... Beneath their little hands , to bowery walks In gardens such as these , and , o'er them all , Built the broad roof . But thou hast yet to see A fairer sight , ' she said , and led the way To where a window of pellucid ice Stood in the ...
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... Beneath the cold moon , As the spell which no slumber Of witchery may test , The rhythmical number Which lull'd him to rest ? Could angels be blest ? ) Those kisses of true love That lull'd ye to rest ! Up ! -shake from your wing Each ...
... Beneath the cold moon , As the spell which no slumber Of witchery may test , The rhythmical number Which lull'd him to rest ? Could angels be blest ? ) Those kisses of true love That lull'd ye to rest ! Up ! -shake from your wing Each ...
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Стр. 13 - ... all instinct with thee. Here is continual worship ! — Nature here, In the tranquillity that thou dost love, Enjoys thy presence. Noiselessly around From perch to perch the solitary bird Passes ; and yon clear spring, that 'midst its herbs Wells softly forth, and visits the strong roots Of half the mighty forest, tells no tale Of all the good it does.