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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... NIGHT - SONGS THE BUILDERS RESIGNATION CHILDREN 120 121 121 . 149 149 149 150 83 GASPAR BECERRA . 150 84 THE BUILDING OF THE SHIP 151 85 THE LADDER OF ST . AUGUSTINE 155 85 DAYLIGHT AND MOONLIGHT 156 MEROPS 86 THE WARDEN OF THE CINQUE ...
... NIGHT - SONGS THE BUILDERS RESIGNATION CHILDREN 120 121 121 . 149 149 149 150 83 GASPAR BECERRA . 150 84 THE BUILDING OF THE SHIP 151 85 THE LADDER OF ST . AUGUSTINE 155 85 DAYLIGHT AND MOONLIGHT 156 MEROPS 86 THE WARDEN OF THE CINQUE ...
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... NIGHT 589 590 I HEAR AMERICA SINGING POETS TO COME 560 A NOISELESS PATIENT SPIDER 590 560 PASSAGE TO INDIA 590 ME IMPERTURBE 560 DAREST THOU NOW O SOUL . 595 FOR YOU O DEMOCRACY 561 THE LAST INVOCATION 595 RECORDERS AGES HENCE . 561 JOY ...
... NIGHT 589 590 I HEAR AMERICA SINGING POETS TO COME 560 A NOISELESS PATIENT SPIDER 590 560 PASSAGE TO INDIA 590 ME IMPERTURBE 560 DAREST THOU NOW O SOUL . 595 FOR YOU O DEMOCRACY 561 THE LAST INVOCATION 595 RECORDERS AGES HENCE . 561 JOY ...
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... night , And had the sweetest dreams . ' So Eva slept , But slept in death ; for when the power of frost Locks up the motions of the living frame , The victim passes to the realm of Death Through the dim porch of Sleep . The little guide ...
... night , And had the sweetest dreams . ' So Eva slept , But slept in death ; for when the power of frost Locks up the motions of the living frame , The victim passes to the realm of Death Through the dim porch of Sleep . The little guide ...
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... night It would weigh down your flight ; And true love caresses O ! leave them apart ! They are light on the tresses , But lead on the heart . Ligeia ! Ligeia ! My beautiful one ! Whose harshest idea Will to melody run , O ! is it thy ...
... night It would weigh down your flight ; And true love caresses O ! leave them apart ! They are light on the tresses , But lead on the heart . Ligeia ! Ligeia ! My beautiful one ! Whose harshest idea Will to melody run , O ! is it thy ...
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... night My heart is light- No dirge will I upraise , But waft the angel on her flight With a Paan of old days ! Let no bell toll ! Lest her sweet soul , Amid its hallow'd mirth , Should catch the note As it doth float Up from the damned ...
... night My heart is light- No dirge will I upraise , But waft the angel on her flight With a Paan of old days ! Let no bell toll ! Lest her sweet soul , Amid its hallow'd mirth , Should catch the note As it doth float Up from the damned ...
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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.