An American Anthology, 1787-1900

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Edmund Clarence Stedman
Classic Textbooks, 1901 - Всего страниц: 878

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COLUMBUS
42
AT LAST
43
A MOOD
47
THE INDIANS WELCOME TO THE PIL
48
TO A WATERFOWL
54
THE BATTLEFIELD
60
THE DEATH OF SLAVERY
66
SONG OF EGLA
73
THE ECLIPSE OF FAITH
79
VARIOUS POEMS BELONGING TO THIS DIVISION
85
THE PROBLEM
91
WAVES
97
UNSEEN SPIRITS
105
THE MINT JULEP
111
FROM THE BUILDING OF THE SHIP
119
A BALLAD OF THE FRENCH FLEET
125
TO HELEN
144
AIDENN
146
THE BELLS
150
AFTER A LECTURE ON KEATS
156
FROM THE IRON GATE
162
THE HIGHER GOOD
166
THE BOBOLINKS
172
IONA A MEMORIAL OF ST COLUMBA
184
ISAAC MCLELLAN
190
IT IS NOT DEATH TO
192
EDWARD YOUNG
199
FROM THE BIGLOW PAPERS
205
THE FIRST SNOWFALL
215
BATTLEHYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
221
OUT OF THE CRADLE ENDLESSLY ROCK
227
Josiah Gilbert Holland
233
FROM WORSHIP
242
Theodore OHara
248
LITTLE GIFFEN
254
FROM WHAT IS THE USE?
255
CALIFORNIA
261
Songs
279
PRESCIENCE
284
ADSUM
285
BLUEBEARDS CLOSET
290
THE BABIE
296
TO AN AUTUMN LEAF
305
MITCHELL TIMROD HAYNE MRS JACKSON MISS DICKINSON STEDMAN THE PIATTS
311
AT MAGNOLIA CEMETERY
317
John Albee
332
MORGAN
338
George Arnold
344
ROSE AND ROOT
350
A PAINTED
356
TO JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER
358
BEYOND RECALL
364
APPRECIATION
379
THALIA
384
TELLUS
390
THE SURRENDER OF SPAIN
396
WHY THE ROBINS BREAST WAS RED
402
THE AGED STRANGER
407
BELIEVE AND TAKE HEART
411
THE RISE OF
417
THE CRYSTAL
423
TWILIGHT AT THE HEIGHTS
429
SONG OF THE CHATTAHOOCHEE
435
MY UNINVITED GUEST
441
UNDER THE BLUE
447
II
454
THE PYXIDANTHERA
460
THE DAWNING O THE YEAR
461
QUATRAINS
467
A THRENODY
473
GILDER OREILLY MAURICE THOMPSON FATHER TABB EMMA LAZARUS MRS COR
474
John Boyle OReilly
480
John Banister Tabb
487
Will Carleton
493
WHEN THE GRASS SHALL COVER
494
DEAR HEART
500

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Стр. 17 - Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto— "In God is our trust.
Стр. 112 - 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! 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. 150 - Hear the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells.' How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars, that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Стр. 16 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion, A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps
Стр. 112 - Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living...
Стр. 46 - WHEN Freedom from her mountain height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there. She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then from his mansion in the sun She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land.
Стр. 36 - And heard, with voice as trumpet loud, Bozzaris cheer his band. " Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires ; Strike — for the green graves of your sires: GoD, and your native land!
Стр. 93 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Стр. 204 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Стр. 230 - For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck You've fallen cold and dead. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is...

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