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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... SOUND OF THE SEA 246 THREE FRIENDS OF MINE 246 MORITURI SALUTAMUS 248 LONGFELLOW THE SPIRIT OF POETRY BURIAL OF THE MINNISINK THE RETURN OF SPRING ART AND NATURE A PSALM OF Life THE LIGHT OF STARS HYMN TO THE NIGHT FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS ...
... SOUND OF THE SEA 246 THREE FRIENDS OF MINE 246 MORITURI SALUTAMUS 248 LONGFELLOW THE SPIRIT OF POETRY BURIAL OF THE MINNISINK THE RETURN OF SPRING ART AND NATURE A PSALM OF Life THE LIGHT OF STARS HYMN TO THE NIGHT FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS ...
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... sound Like the far roar of rivers , and the eve Shall close o'er the brown woods as it was wont . And it is pleasant , when the noisy streams Are just set free , and milder suns melt off The plashy snow , save only the firm drift In the ...
... sound Like the far roar of rivers , and the eve Shall close o'er the brown woods as it was wont . And it is pleasant , when the noisy streams Are just set free , and milder suns melt off The plashy snow , save only the firm drift In the ...
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... sound Of winds , that struggle with the woods be- low , 40 Come up like ocean murmurs . But the scene Is lovely ... sounds of mirth . The keen - eyed Indian dames Would whisper to each other , as they saw Her wasting form , and say , The ...
... sound Of winds , that struggle with the woods be- low , 40 Come up like ocean murmurs . But the scene Is lovely ... sounds of mirth . The keen - eyed Indian dames Would whisper to each other , as they saw Her wasting form , and say , The ...
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... sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood , Amid the cool and silence , he knelt down , And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication . For his simple heart Might not resist the sacred influences Which , from the stilly ...
... sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood , Amid the cool and silence , he knelt down , And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication . For his simple heart Might not resist the sacred influences Which , from the stilly ...
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... sound , The sexton's hand , my grave to make , The rich , green mountain - turf should break . A cell within the frozen mould , A coffin borne through sleet , And icy clods above it rolled , While fierce the tempests beat Away ! I will ...
... sound , The sexton's hand , my grave to make , The rich , green mountain - turf should break . A cell within the frozen mould , A coffin borne through sleet , And icy clods above it rolled , While fierce the tempests beat Away ! I will ...
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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.