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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... breath of Spring , Feared not the piercing spirit of the North . The snow - bird twittered on the beechen bough , And ' neath the hemlock , whose thick branches bent Beneath its bright cold burden , and kept dry A circle , on the earth ...
... breath of Spring , Feared not the piercing spirit of the North . The snow - bird twittered on the beechen bough , And ' neath the hemlock , whose thick branches bent Beneath its bright cold burden , and kept dry A circle , on the earth ...
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... breath of heaven , Is studded with its trembling water - drops , That glimmer with an amethystine light . But round the parent - stem the long low boughs 71 Bend , in a glittering ring , and arbors hide The glassy floor . Oh ! you might ...
... breath of heaven , Is studded with its trembling water - drops , That glimmer with an amethystine light . But round the parent - stem the long low boughs 71 Bend , in a glittering ring , and arbors hide The glassy floor . Oh ! you might ...
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... breath Absolves the innocent man who bears his crime ; The slanderer , horror - smitten , and in tears , Recalls the deadly obloquy he forged To work his brother's ruin . Thou dost make Thy penitent victim utter to the air The dark ...
... breath Absolves the innocent man who bears his crime ; The slanderer , horror - smitten , and in tears , Recalls the deadly obloquy he forged To work his brother's ruin . Thou dost make Thy penitent victim utter to the air The dark ...
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... breath That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes , scarcely felt ; the barky trunks , the ground , The fresh moist ground , are all instinct with Thee . Here is continual worship ; - Nature , here , In the tranquillity that Thou ...
... breath That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes , scarcely felt ; the barky trunks , the ground , The fresh moist ground , are all instinct with Thee . Here is continual worship ; - Nature , here , In the tranquillity that Thou ...
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... breath of God Fills them , or is withdrawn . The red man , too , Has left the blooming wilds he ranged so long , 90 And , nearer to the Rocky Mountains , sought A wilder hunting - ground . The beaver builds No longer by these streams ...
... breath of God Fills them , or is withdrawn . The red man , too , Has left the blooming wilds he ranged so long , 90 And , nearer to the Rocky Mountains , sought A wilder hunting - ground . The beaver builds No longer by these streams ...
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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.