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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... 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 THE BELEaguered CiTY . THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH THE SKELETON ...
... 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 THE BELEaguered CiTY . THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH THE SKELETON ...
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... SPIRIT THAT FORM'D THIS SCENE YOUTH , DAY , OLD AGE AND NIGHT A CLEAR MIDNIGHT WITH HUSKY - HAUGHTY LIPS , O SEA OF THAT BLITHE THROAT OF THINE AS THE GREEK'S SIGNAL FLAME TO THOSE WHO'VE FAIL'D 605 60C • 606 606 • 606 607 • . 607 ...
... SPIRIT THAT FORM'D THIS SCENE YOUTH , DAY , OLD AGE AND NIGHT A CLEAR MIDNIGHT WITH HUSKY - HAUGHTY LIPS , O SEA OF THAT BLITHE THROAT OF THINE AS THE GREEK'S SIGNAL FLAME TO THOSE WHO'VE FAIL'D 605 60C • 606 606 • 606 607 • . 607 ...
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... spirit - when the unsteady pulse Beat with strange flutterings- I would wander forth And seek the woods . The sunshine on my path Was to me as a friend . The swelling hills , The quiet dells retiring far between , With gentle invitation ...
... spirit - when the unsteady pulse Beat with strange flutterings- I would wander forth And seek the woods . The sunshine on my path Was to me as a friend . The swelling hills , The quiet dells retiring far between , With gentle invitation ...
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... spirit , and I talk with thee 20 In sight of all thy trophies , face to face , Meet is it that my voice should utter forth Thy nobler triumphs ; I will teach the world To thank thee . Who are thine accusers ? Who ? - The living ! -they ...
... spirit , and I talk with thee 20 In sight of all thy trophies , face to face , Meet is it that my voice should utter forth Thy nobler triumphs ; I will teach the world To thank thee . Who are thine accusers ? Who ? - The living ! -they ...
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... spirit the right path , And he is warned , and fears to step aside . Thou sett'st between the ruffian and his crime Thy ghastly countenance , and his slack hand Drops the drawn knife . But , oh , most fearfully Dost thou show forth ...
... spirit the right path , And he is warned , and fears to step aside . Thou sett'st between the ruffian and his crime Thy ghastly countenance , and his slack hand Drops the drawn knife . But , oh , most fearfully Dost thou show forth ...
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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.