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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... never had a frown for me , whose voice 20 Never rebuked me for the hours I stole From cares I loved not , but of which the world Deems highest , to converse with her . When shrieked The bleak November winds , and smote the woods , And ...
... never had a frown for me , whose voice 20 Never rebuked me for the hours I stole From cares I loved not , but of which the world Deems highest , to converse with her . When shrieked The bleak November winds , and smote the woods , And ...
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... never shall the land forget How gushed the life - blood of her brave Gushed , warm with hope and courage yet , Upon the soil they fought to save . Now all is calm , and fresh , and still ; Alone the chirp of flitting bird , And talk of ...
... never shall the land forget How gushed the life - blood of her brave Gushed , warm with hope and courage yet , Upon the soil they fought to save . Now all is calm , and fresh , and still ; Alone the chirp of flitting bird , And talk of ...
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... never a bird so fine . Chee , chee , chee . Robert of Lincoln's Quaker wife , Pretty and quiet , with plain brown wings , Passing at home a patient life , 20 Broods in the grass while her husband sings : Bob - o ' - link , bob - o ...
... never a bird so fine . Chee , chee , chee . Robert of Lincoln's Quaker wife , Pretty and quiet , with plain brown wings , Passing at home a patient life , 20 Broods in the grass while her husband sings : Bob - o ' - link , bob - o ...
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... never human voice Had sounded in the woods that overhang Our Alleghanies ' streams . I think it was Upon the slopes of the great Caucasus , Or where the rivulets of Ararat Seek the Armenian vales . That mountain rose 40 So high , that ...
... never human voice Had sounded in the woods that overhang Our Alleghanies ' streams . I think it was Upon the slopes of the great Caucasus , Or where the rivulets of Ararat Seek the Armenian vales . That mountain rose 40 So high , that ...
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... never harmed aught living ? Thou mayst roam 130 For leagues beyond this garden , and return In safety ; here the grim wolf never prowls , And here the eagle of our mountain - crags Preys not in winter . I will show the way , And bring ...
... never harmed aught living ? Thou mayst roam 130 For leagues beyond this garden , and return In safety ; here the grim wolf never prowls , And here the eagle of our mountain - crags Preys not in winter . I will show the way , And bring ...
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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.