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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... REST 255 107 FROM MY ARM - CHAIR 255 108 ROBERT BURNS 256 108 THE TIDE RISES , THE TIDE FALLS 256 STU- JUGURTHA 256 111 THE CROSS OF SNOW 257 ENDYMION 111 NIGHT 257 THE RAINY DAY 111 . L'ENVOI : THE POET AND HIS SONGS 257 MAIDENHOOD 112 ...
... REST 255 107 FROM MY ARM - CHAIR 255 108 ROBERT BURNS 256 108 THE TIDE RISES , THE TIDE FALLS 256 STU- JUGURTHA 256 111 THE CROSS OF SNOW 257 ENDYMION 111 NIGHT 257 THE RAINY DAY 111 . L'ENVOI : THE POET AND HIS SONGS 257 MAIDENHOOD 112 ...
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... rest- thou dost strike down his tyrant too . Oh , there is joy when hands that held the Scourge Drop lifeless , and the pitiless heart is cold . Thou too dost purge from earth its horrible And old idolatries ; from the proud fanes Each ...
... rest- thou dost strike down his tyrant too . Oh , there is joy when hands that held the Scourge Drop lifeless , and the pitiless heart is cold . Thou too dost purge from earth its horrible And old idolatries ; from the proud fanes Each ...
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... Rest , therefore , thou Whose early guidance trained my infant steps- Rest , in the bosom of God , till the brief sleep Of death is over , and a happier life Shall dawn to waken thine insensible dust . Now thou art not - and yet the men ...
... Rest , therefore , thou Whose early guidance trained my infant steps- Rest , in the bosom of God , till the brief sleep Of death is over , and a happier life Shall dawn to waken thine insensible dust . Now thou art not - and yet the men ...
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... rest within the ground , ' T were pleasant , that in flowery June , When brooks send up a cheerful tune , 1825 . And groves a joyous sound , The sexton's hand , my grave to make , The rich , green mountain - turf should break . A cell ...
... rest within the ground , ' T were pleasant , that in flowery June , When brooks send up a cheerful tune , 1825 . And groves a joyous sound , The sexton's hand , my grave to make , The rich , green mountain - turf should break . A cell ...
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... rest Comes , like a. Riding all day the wild blue waves till now , Roughening their crests , and scattering high their spray , And swelling the white sail . I welcome thee To the scorched land , thou wanderer of the sea ! 10 Nor I alone ...
... rest Comes , like a. Riding all day the wild blue waves till now , Roughening their crests , and scattering high their spray , And swelling the white sail . I welcome thee To the scorched land , thou wanderer of the sea ! 10 Nor I alone ...
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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.