The Chief American Poets: Selected Poems by Bryant, Poe, Emerson, Longfellow, Whittier, Holmes, Lowell, Whitman and Lanier; Ed., with Notes, Reference Lists and Biographical SketchesCurtis Hidden Page Houghton, Mifflin, 1905 - 713 страница |
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... eyes And on hard cheeks , and they who deemed thy skill Delayed their death - hour , shuddered and turned pale When thou wert gone . This faltering verse , which thou Shalt not , as wont , o'erlook , is all I have To offer at thy grave ...
... eyes And on hard cheeks , and they who deemed thy skill Delayed their death - hour , shuddered and turned pale When thou wert gone . This faltering verse , which thou Shalt not , as wont , o'erlook , is all I have To offer at thy grave ...
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... eyes ; I cannot from my heart root out The love that wrings it so , and I must die . ' It was a summer morning , and they went To this old precipice . About the cliffs Lay garlands , ears of maize , and shaggy skins Of wolf and bear ...
... eyes ; I cannot from my heart root out The love that wrings it so , and I must die . ' It was a summer morning , and they went To this old precipice . About the cliffs Lay garlands , ears of maize , and shaggy skins Of wolf and bear ...
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... eyes ; she knelt In the mid - path . Father ! forgive this sin ; Forgive myself I cannot ' thus she prayed , And rose and hastened onward . When , at last , They reached the outer air , the clear north breathed A bitter cold , from ...
... eyes ; she knelt In the mid - path . Father ! forgive this sin ; Forgive myself I cannot ' thus she prayed , And rose and hastened onward . When , at last , They reached the outer air , the clear north breathed A bitter cold , from ...
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... eyes that read . The secret wouldst thou know To touch the heart or fire the blood at will ? Let thine own eyes o'erflow ; So shalt thou frame a lay That haply may endure from age to age , And they who read shall say : 6 51 What ...
... eyes that read . The secret wouldst thou know To touch the heart or fire the blood at will ? Let thine own eyes o'erflow ; So shalt thou frame a lay That haply may endure from age to age , And they who read shall say : 6 51 What ...
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... eyes are so like my own . I see him next in his chamber , Where he sits him down to write The rhymes he framed in his ramble , And he cons them with delight . A kindly figure enters , A man of middle age , And points to a line just ...
... eyes are so like my own . I see him next in his chamber , Where he sits him down to write The rhymes he framed in his ramble , And he cons them with delight . A kindly figure enters , A man of middle age , And points to a line just ...
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Acadian beauty bells beneath bird breath cloud dark dead dear death door dream earth edition Emerson Evangeline eyes face feet flowers forest gleam golden grave hand hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hiawatha hills James Russell Lowell John Greenleaf Whittier Kenabeek land laugh leaves Leaves of Grass light lips living Longfellow look Lowell maiden meadows Mondamin moon morning mountain never Nevermore night Nokomis o'er Oliver Wendell Holmes Osseo Pau-Puk-Keewis poem poet Ralph Waldo Emerson river rose round sail seemed shadow shining shore Sidney Lanier silent sing sleep smile snow song soul sound Specimen Days spirit stars stood strong summer sweet thee thet thine things thou thought trees verse voice Walt Whitman wandering waves Whittier wigwam wild wind woods words young youth
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