Poets of AmericaHoughton Mifflin, 1885 - Всего страниц: 516 |
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... means of reference . This incidental result , however , was quite subordinate to the author's main design ; and I think that such a fact was evident not only to a professional class , but to all readers interested concerning the spirit ...
... means of reference . This incidental result , however , was quite subordinate to the author's main design ; and I think that such a fact was evident not only to a professional class , but to all readers interested concerning the spirit ...
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... mean one . We think of power and wealth as things in themselves , but they are strong and rich only in their relations to the life of man . The essential part of that life is in his spirit , of which imagination is the king , and the ...
... mean one . We think of power and wealth as things in themselves , but they are strong and rich only in their relations to the life of man . The essential part of that life is in his spirit , of which imagination is the king , and the ...
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... means of subsistence , nor is poetry an exception to the rule . The supply answers to the de- mand . Not long ago in this country , few books , ex- cept school - books , were required by the people ; and how should poetry , that looked ...
... means of subsistence , nor is poetry an exception to the rule . The supply answers to the de- mand . Not long ago in this country , few books , ex- cept school - books , were required by the people ; and how should poetry , that looked ...
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... means of subsistence . American publishers , as I have said , took heart , and made ventures in behalf of our own literature . Journalism also lent its aid , paying critical attention to native authors , and en- abling not a few of them ...
... means of subsistence . American publishers , as I have said , took heart , and made ventures in behalf of our own literature . Journalism also lent its aid , paying critical attention to native authors , and en- abling not a few of them ...
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... means for a survey of the early waste , and of its few and unimportant oases , are to be found in the libraries of collectors , and in the compilations of the Duyckincks , Griswold , and others , who have made for us as cheery a showing ...
... means for a survey of the early waste , and of its few and unimportant oases , are to be found in the libraries of collectors , and in the compilations of the Duyckincks , Griswold , and others , who have made for us as cheery a showing ...
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Стр. 388 - THERE was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, Or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
Стр. 355 - I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
Стр. 162 - The hand that rounded Peter's dome And groined the aisles of Christian Rome Wrought in a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew; The conscious stone to beauty grew.
Стр. 243 - But lo, a stir is in the air! The wave — there is a movement there! As if the towers had thrust aside, In slightly sinking, the dull tide — As if their tops had feebly given A void within the filmy Heaven. The waves have now a redder glow — The hours are breathing faint and low — And when, amid no earthly moans, Down, down that town shall settle hence, Hell, rising from a thousand thrones, Shall do it reverence.
Стр. 167 - Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file. Bring diadems and fagots in their hands. To each they offer gifts after his will. Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all.
Стр. 118 - A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein, the circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told. The wind blew east ; we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore, And felt the strong pulse throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air.
Стр. 247 - Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago) And every gentle air that dallied, In that sweet day, Along the ramparts plumed and pallid, A winged odor went away.
Стр. 243 - Lo! Death has reared himself a throne In a strange city lying alone Far down within the dim West, Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best Have gone to their eternal rest. There shrines and palaces and towers (Time-eaten towers that tremble not!) Resemble nothing that is ours. Around, by lifting winds forgot, Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie.
Стр. 167 - DAUGHTERS of Time, the hypocritic Days, Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes, And marching single in an endless file, Bring diadems and fagots in their hands. To each they offer gifts after his will, Bread, kingdoms, stars, and sky that holds them all. I, in my pleached garden, watched the pomp, Forgot my morning wishes, hastily Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day Turned and departed silent. I, too late, Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.
Стр. 152 - For Nature beats in perfect tune, And rounds with rhyme her every rune, Whether she work in land or sea, Or hide underground her alchemy. Thou canst not wave thy staff in air, Or dip thy paddle in the lake, But it carves the bow of beauty there, And the ripples in rhymes the oar forsake.
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