Poets of America, Том 1Houghton, Mifflin, 1885 - Всего страниц: 516 |
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... measured exactly , various estimates might be disestablished . What is of most concern , in relation to the theme of this work , is the fact that the literature - even the poetic literature- of no country , during the last half ...
... measured exactly , various estimates might be disestablished . What is of most concern , in relation to the theme of this work , is the fact that the literature - even the poetic literature- of no country , during the last half ...
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... measure it only at its acknowl- edged . worth . A restless and ill - adjusted spirit still pervades the heterogeneous elements of our nationality . Here is a country as large as all Europe , embracing zones as far apart , in physical ...
... measure it only at its acknowl- edged . worth . A restless and ill - adjusted spirit still pervades the heterogeneous elements of our nationality . Here is a country as large as all Europe , embracing zones as far apart , in physical ...
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... measure , and have stated this over their own hands . absence of theme . Up to a recent date , absence of theme for a na- Primitive tional masterpiece , for a work belonging to our own atmosphere and history , has been a result of the ...
... measure , and have stated this over their own hands . absence of theme . Up to a recent date , absence of theme for a na- Primitive tional masterpiece , for a work belonging to our own atmosphere and history , has been a result of the ...
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... measures of a band of genuine singers at length were heard , and found an audience in what- soever regions know the English tongue . American poetry took its place in literature , and entered upon a first term , now brought to an end ...
... measures of a band of genuine singers at length were heard , and found an audience in what- soever regions know the English tongue . American poetry took its place in literature , and entered upon a first term , now brought to an end ...
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... measure and rhyme . How hard for our amiable his- Death of torian to make poetical finds that can lighten the pages ... measures of the Bay Psalm street : Book that seem to break from a cow's horn or a Roundhead's nose , and in the ...
... measure and rhyme . How hard for our amiable his- Death of torian to make poetical finds that can lighten the pages ... measures of the Bay Psalm street : Book that seem to break from a cow's horn or a Roundhead's nose , and in the ...
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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. 81 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
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.
Стр. 388 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Стр. 319 - T is the spring's largess, which she scatters now To rich and poor alike, with lavish hand, Though most hearts never understand To take it at God's value, but pass by The offered wealth with unrewarded eye. " Thou art my tropics and mine Italy ; To look at thee unlocks a warmer clime ; The eyes thou givest me Are in the heart, and heed not space or time : Not in mid June the golden-cuirassed bee Feels a more summer-like, warm ravishment In the white lily's breezy tent, His conquered Sybaris, than...
Стр. 186 - Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear, and with a manly heart.
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