The Golden Treasury of American Songs and LyricsFrederic Lawrence Knowles L.C. Page, 1897 - Всего страниц: 319 |
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... OF THE RURAL MAIDS ! " The forest depths , by foot unpressed , Are not more sinless than thy breast ; The holy peace that fills the air Of those calm solitudes is there . W. C. BRYANT . The Bucket . HOW dear to this heart are the.
... OF THE RURAL MAIDS ! " The forest depths , by foot unpressed , Are not more sinless than thy breast ; The holy peace that fills the air Of those calm solitudes is there . W. C. BRYANT . The Bucket . HOW dear to this heart are the.
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... breast ; Sleep not ! - from her soft sleep should fly , Who robs all hearts of rest . Nay , lady , from thy slumbers break , And make this darkness gay , With looks whose brightness well might make Of darker nights a day . E. C. PINKney ...
... breast ; Sleep not ! - from her soft sleep should fly , Who robs all hearts of rest . Nay , lady , from thy slumbers break , And make this darkness gay , With looks whose brightness well might make Of darker nights a day . E. C. PINKney ...
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... breast , The ruin moulders into rest ; Looking like Lethe , see ! the lake A conscious slumber seems to take , And would not , for the world , awake . All beauty sleeps ! — and lo ! where lies Irene , with her destinies ! O lady bright ...
... breast , The ruin moulders into rest ; Looking like Lethe , see ! the lake A conscious slumber seems to take , And would not , for the world , awake . All beauty sleeps ! — and lo ! where lies Irene , with her destinies ! O lady bright ...
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... , Lashed close to a drifting mast . The salt sea was frozen on her breast , The salt tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair , like the brown sea - weed , On the billows fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the 83.
... , Lashed close to a drifting mast . The salt sea was frozen on her breast , The salt tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair , like the brown sea - weed , On the billows fall and rise . Such was the wreck of the Hesperus , In the 83.
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... breast , To hear from thy lattice breathed The word that shall give me rest . Open the door of thy heart , And open thy chamber door , And my kisses shall teach thy lips The love that shall fade no more Till the sun grows cold , And the ...
... breast , To hear from thy lattice breathed The word that shall give me rest . Open the door of thy heart , And open thy chamber door , And my kisses shall teach thy lips The love that shall fade no more Till the sun grows cold , And the ...
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Стр. 29 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Стр. 262 - Because I could not stop for Death He kindly stopped for me The Carriage held but just Ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove - He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility We passed the School, where Children...
Стр. 76 - AY, tear her tattered ensign down ! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky ; Beneath it rung the battle shout, And burst the cannon's roar ; — The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more. Her deck, once red with heroes...
Стр. 81 - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain, The vessel in its strength; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length. "Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so; For I can weather the roughest gale, That ever wind did blow.
Стр. 36 - Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise.
Стр. 10 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Стр. 12 - Of her bright face one glance will trace A picture on the brain, And of her voice in echoing hearts A sound must long remain; But memory, such as mine of her, So very much endears, When death is nigh, my latest sigh Will not be life's but hers. I fill this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon— Her health! and would on earth there stood, Some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry, And weariness a name.
Стр. 66 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. 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...
Стр. 26 - In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace Radiant palace - reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion It stood there ! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair.
Стр. 178 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.