American poems, selected and ed. by W.M. RossettiWard, 1873 - Всего страниц: 512 |
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... Telling the Bees The Gift of Tritemius Abraham Davenport The Ranger The River Path Forgiveness Gone Autumn Thoughts Questions of Life Noon A Memorial - M . A. The Reformer Clerical Oppressors The Christian Slave The Pastoral Letter ...
... Telling the Bees The Gift of Tritemius Abraham Davenport The Ranger The River Path Forgiveness Gone Autumn Thoughts Questions of Life Noon A Memorial - M . A. The Reformer Clerical Oppressors The Christian Slave The Pastoral Letter ...
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... tell how bright and gay The scenes of life before me lay . Then glorious hopes , that now to speak Would bring the blood into my cheek , Passed o'er me ; and I wrote , on high , A name I deemed should never die . Years change thee not ...
... tell how bright and gay The scenes of life before me lay . Then glorious hopes , that now to speak Would bring the blood into my cheek , Passed o'er me ; and I wrote , on high , A name I deemed should never die . Years change thee not ...
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... tell the home - sick mariner of the shore ; And , listening to thy murmur , he shall deem He hears the rustling leaf and running stream , HYMN OF THE CITY . NOT in the solitude Alone may man commune with Heaven , or see Only in savage ...
... tell the home - sick mariner of the shore ; And , listening to thy murmur , he shall deem He hears the rustling leaf and running stream , HYMN OF THE CITY . NOT in the solitude Alone may man commune with Heaven , or see Only in savage ...
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... tell me that , Life's tasks well done , Ere shadows mark thy westering sun , Thy bark has reached a quiet shore , And rests , with slumbering sail and oar , Fast anchor.d near a cottage door , Thy home of pleasantness and peace , Of ...
... tell me that , Life's tasks well done , Ere shadows mark thy westering sun , Thy bark has reached a quiet shore , And rests , with slumbering sail and oar , Fast anchor.d near a cottage door , Thy home of pleasantness and peace , Of ...
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... fill these awful solitudes ! Thou hast no tale to tell of man- God is thy theme . Ye sounding caves , Whisper of Him , whose mighty plan Deems as a bubble all your waves ! JOHN GARDNER CALKINS BRAINARD . [ Born in 1796 , GOODRICH . 43.
... fill these awful solitudes ! Thou hast no tale to tell of man- God is thy theme . Ye sounding caves , Whisper of Him , whose mighty plan Deems as a bubble all your waves ! JOHN GARDNER CALKINS BRAINARD . [ Born in 1796 , GOODRICH . 43.
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Abraham Davenport amid angels Annabel Lee Auber Azteque beauty bells beneath bird bloom Born breath bright cloud cold Dæmon dark dead dear death deep door dream earth eternal evermore eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle gleam glow gold golden gone grave green grey hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills Israfel lake land leaves light living lonely look Lord Martha Mason MEXITLIS moon morning mountain murmur never night o'er pale passed Pleiads poems poet Quoth the Raven Ramoth red levin rill river round Saadi seemed shade shadows shalt shining shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile snow song sorrow soul sound Spring stars stream strong summer sweet tell thine thou thought of thee tree trembling ULALUME voice walked Walt Whitman wandered waters wave weary wild wind wings wood
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Стр. 15 - 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. 10 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Стр. 226 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
Стр. 321 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will...
Стр. 223 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '' Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Стр. 321 - Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and...
Стр. 16 - 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.
Стр. 216 - The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year...
Стр. 203 - 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. 15 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...