January and JuneOakley and Mason, 1868 - Всего страниц: 280 |
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... tear , but it cannot curve a hope in it - it cannot bid it " ex- hale . " It may make a spectrum , but it cannot make a smile . And the text for this is a brief one : DIED , On Saturday night , the 18th of June , End of the little week ...
... tear , but it cannot curve a hope in it - it cannot bid it " ex- hale . " It may make a spectrum , but it cannot make a smile . And the text for this is a brief one : DIED , On Saturday night , the 18th of June , End of the little week ...
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... tears and the darkness , the footsteps grew dim , like a half - effaced memory of something loved and lost . She knelt upon the turf , and bending low , still read the records of the truant's wanderings , and followed them . But the ...
... tears and the darkness , the footsteps grew dim , like a half - effaced memory of something loved and lost . She knelt upon the turf , and bending low , still read the records of the truant's wanderings , and followed them . But the ...
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... tears over the beauty that must fade ; and when he found that this aërial , this gossamer - winged water , is the singing , and sighing , and cursing , and blessing of all day yes- terday - the music of the Summer all written out in ...
... tears over the beauty that must fade ; and when he found that this aërial , this gossamer - winged water , is the singing , and sighing , and cursing , and blessing of all day yes- terday - the music of the Summer all written out in ...
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... tears . If the wondrous mirage of the mind ever brings to view the shores of the distant past , it is when the cloud is overhead ; just as we sometimes see the sun- shine on the swelling hills abroad , while the veil of rain and shadow ...
... tears . If the wondrous mirage of the mind ever brings to view the shores of the distant past , it is when the cloud is overhead ; just as we sometimes see the sun- shine on the swelling hills abroad , while the veil of rain and shadow ...
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Benjamin Franklin Taylor. half written in a smile , the grief betokened in a tear . Now that sublimer something is - POETRY . " ! ? " -Yes , most Incredulous , Poetry - for what is it , after all , but the stethoscope of the soul ...
Benjamin Franklin Taylor. half written in a smile , the grief betokened in a tear . Now that sublimer something is - POETRY . " ! ? " -Yes , most Incredulous , Poetry - for what is it , after all , but the stethoscope of the soul ...
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January and June: Being Out-door Thinkings and Fire-side Musings Benjamin Franklin Taylor Полный просмотр - 1854 |
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amid beat beautiful bells beneath billows bird bless blue blue air body bosom breath Cape Horn Circassian cloud Cochin China comes cradle crimson Daguerreotype dark dead Dead Past dream dust earth eyes fellow fire flowers flung flutter Fourth of July gay woods glitter glory glow gold golden gone grave gray green grow half heart Heaven hens hope iron iron song June leaf leaves light linger lips look lustrum mas Days memory morning mother never night o'er rain rattled and rocked remember rock rose Rotten Stone round rustling sang shadow sigh silver sing smile song soul stars summer swallow's nest sweet swelling swinging tears There's thing thought three-cent pieces thunder tree turned uttered Vine voice waiting wave Whip-poor-Will whisper wind window wings wonder woods word yesterday
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Стр. 53 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Стр. 42 - But Mousie, thou art no thy lane, In proving foresight may be vain: The best laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft agley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an
Стр. 84 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Стр. 180 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living present! Heart within, and GOD o'erhead!
Стр. 174 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Стр. 163 - Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away : Oh that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw!