Golden Leaves from the American PoetsHurst & Company, pref., 1864 - Всего страниц: 398 |
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... smile ; Jests that his brother - beaux may hit , And pass with young coquettes for wit , And prized by fops of true discerning , Outface the pedantry of learning Yet learning too shall lend its aid To fill the coxcomb's spongy head ...
... smile ; Jests that his brother - beaux may hit , And pass with young coquettes for wit , And prized by fops of true discerning , Outface the pedantry of learning Yet learning too shall lend its aid To fill the coxcomb's spongy head ...
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... smile , And robe with verdure all the genial soil . There shall rich Commerce court the favouring gales , And wondering wilds admire the passing sails , Where the bold ships the stormy Huron brave , Where wild Ontario rolls the ...
... smile , And robe with verdure all the genial soil . There shall rich Commerce court the favouring gales , And wondering wilds admire the passing sails , Where the bold ships the stormy Huron brave , Where wild Ontario rolls the ...
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... , you admire : Then take it , I pray you ; perhaps ' twill beguile Some moments of sorrow ( nay , pardon my smile ) , Or , at least , keep you home by the fire . " Then Ellen the gift , with delight and surprise , 46 GOLDEN LEAVES .
... , you admire : Then take it , I pray you ; perhaps ' twill beguile Some moments of sorrow ( nay , pardon my smile ) , Or , at least , keep you home by the fire . " Then Ellen the gift , with delight and surprise , 46 GOLDEN LEAVES .
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... Speak the truth , and do the right So shall Peace , a charming guest , Dove - like in thy bosom rest ; So shall Honour's steady blaze Beam upon thy closing days . Happy if celestial favour Smile upon the high endeavour . 66 GOLDEN LEAVES .
... Speak the truth , and do the right So shall Peace , a charming guest , Dove - like in thy bosom rest ; So shall Honour's steady blaze Beam upon thy closing days . Happy if celestial favour Smile upon the high endeavour . 66 GOLDEN LEAVES .
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Happy if celestial favour Smile upon the high endeavour . Happy if it be thy call In the holy cause to fall . Seba Smith . THE BURNING SHIP AT SEA . THE night was clear and mild , And the breeze went softly by , And the stars of heaven ...
Happy if celestial favour Smile upon the high endeavour . Happy if it be thy call In the holy cause to fall . Seba Smith . THE BURNING SHIP AT SEA . THE night was clear and mild , And the breeze went softly by , And the stars of heaven ...
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ANNABEL Lee beauty bells beneath bird bless blest blood blue bosom brave breast breath breeze bright brow burning charms cloud cold courser dark dead death deep dream earth fair fairy falchion fire flame floating flowers gaze gleam glorious glory glow golden grave green hand hast Hasty Pudding hath heart heaven HELON hills holy hour land leaves light lips living lonely look lyre maize moon morning never Nevermore night nursling o'er old oaken bucket pale passed prayer Quoth the Raven rapture rock roll round shade shadow Shammar shine shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star-spangled banner stars storm stream sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou art thought throne toil towers tread tree Twas twill voice water-sprites wave WHIP-POOR-WILL wild wind wing witch-hazel youth
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Стр. 84 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
Стр. 292 - Week in, week out, from morn till night, You can hear his bellows blow: You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, With measured beat and slow. Like a sexton ringing the village bell, When the evening sun is low. And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor.
Стр. 249 - But the Raven still beguiling All my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in Front of bird and bust and door ; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking What this ominous bird of yore — What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, Gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking
Стр. 86 - All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Стр. 84 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart, Go forth under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth, and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice...
Стр. 278 - Were half the power, that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth, bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals nor forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Стр. 246 - I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;— vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow— sorrow for the lost Lenore— For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore— Nameless here for evermore.
Стр. 94 - 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. 94 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Стр. 86 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow them. So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.