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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... heart Might hear my song without a frown , nor deem My voice unworthy of the theme it tries , I would take up the hymn to Death , and say To the grim power , The world hath slan- dered thee And mocked thee . On thy dim and shad- owy ...
... heart Might hear my song without a frown , nor deem My voice unworthy of the theme it tries , I would take up the hymn to Death , and say To the grim power , The world hath slan- dered thee And mocked thee . On thy dim and shad- owy ...
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... heart In woman's weakness had a part . I have no words — alas ! to tell The loveliness of loving well ! Nor would I now attempt to trace The more than beauty of a face Whose lineaments , upon my mind , Are- shadows on th ' unstable wind ...
... heart In woman's weakness had a part . I have no words — alas ! to tell The loveliness of loving well ! Nor would I now attempt to trace The more than beauty of a face Whose lineaments , upon my mind , Are- shadows on th ' unstable wind ...
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... heart a wilderness ! Idea ! which bindest life around With music of so strange a sound And beauty of so wild a birth- Farewell ! for I have won the Earth . When Hope , the eagle that tower'd , could see - No cliff beyond him in the sky ...
... heart a wilderness ! Idea ! which bindest life around With music of so strange a sound And beauty of so wild a birth- Farewell ! for I have won the Earth . When Hope , the eagle that tower'd , could see - No cliff beyond him in the sky ...
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... heart . Ligeia ! Ligeia ! My beautiful one ! Whose harshest idea Will to melody run , O ! is it thy will On the ... heart would feel to be a crime Unless it trembled with the strings . ―― SONNET - TO SCIENCE 1829 . SCIENCE ! true ...
... heart . Ligeia ! Ligeia ! My beautiful one ! Whose harshest idea Will to melody run , O ! is it thy will On the ... heart would feel to be a crime Unless it trembled with the strings . ―― SONNET - TO SCIENCE 1829 . SCIENCE ! true ...
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... heart enshrined Then desolately fall , O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall — Thy heart- thy heart ! - -I wake and sigh , And sleep to dream till day Of the truth that gold can never buy · Of the baubles that it may . TO ...
... heart enshrined Then desolately fall , O God ! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall — Thy heart- thy heart ! - -I wake and sigh , And sleep to dream till day Of the truth that gold can never buy · Of the baubles that it may . TO ...
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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.