The Chief American Poets: Selected Poems by Bryant, Poe, Emerson, Longfellow, Whittier, Holmes, Lowell, Whitman and LanierCurtis Hidden Page Houghton Mifflin, 1905 - 713 страница |
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... LIVING TEMPLE 369 • LAUS DEO !. 312 THE DEACON'S MASTERPIECE , OR , THE HYMN 313 • WONDERFUL ONE - HOSS SHAY ' 369 · THE ETERNAL GOODNESS 314 CONTENTMENT . 371 SNOW - BOUND 315 PARSON TURELL'S LEGACY 372 ABRAHAM DAVENPORT 323 THE ...
... LIVING TEMPLE 369 • LAUS DEO !. 312 THE DEACON'S MASTERPIECE , OR , THE HYMN 313 • WONDERFUL ONE - HOSS SHAY ' 369 · THE ETERNAL GOODNESS 314 CONTENTMENT . 371 SNOW - BOUND 315 PARSON TURELL'S LEGACY 372 ABRAHAM DAVENPORT 323 THE ...
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... living , and no friend Take note of thy departure ? All that breathe 60 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 ...
... living , and no friend Take note of thy departure ? All that breathe 60 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 ...
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... living crow , Whose birth was in their tops , grew old and died 30 Among their branches , till , at last , they stood , As now they stand , massy , and tall , and dark , Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold 1 See Godwin's Life of ...
... living crow , Whose birth was in their tops , grew old and died 30 Among their branches , till , at last , they stood , As now they stand , massy , and tall , and dark , Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold 1 See Godwin's Life of ...
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... living voice.3 1825 . OCTOBER 50 1826 . AY , thou art welcome , heaven's delicious breath ! When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf , And suns grow meek , and the meek suns grow brief , And the year smiles as it draws near its death ...
... living voice.3 1825 . OCTOBER 50 1826 . AY , thou art welcome , heaven's delicious breath ! When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf , And suns grow meek , and the meek suns grow brief , And the year smiles as it draws near its death ...
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... living things , glorious in strength , And perish , as the quickening breath of God Fills them , or is withdrawn . The red man , too , Has left the blooming wilds he ranged so long , 90 And , nearer to the Rocky Mountains , sought A ...
... living things , glorious in strength , And perish , as the quickening breath of God Fills them , or is withdrawn . The red man , too , Has left the blooming wilds he ranged so long , 90 And , nearer to the Rocky Mountains , sought A ...
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Acadian beauty bells beneath bird breath cloud dark dead dear death door dream earth edition Emerson 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 peace 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
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Страница 104 - The village smithy stands ; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Страница 1 - To a Waterfowl 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?
Страница 100 - 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...
Страница 287 - BLESSINGS on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ! With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes ; With thy red lip, redder still Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace : From my heart I give thee joy, — I was once a barefoot boy ! Prince thou art, — the grown-up man Only is republican.
Страница 69 - The mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel, And the former called the latter 'Little Prig; Bun replied, 'You are doubtless very big; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place. If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track; Talents differ; all is well and wisely put; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither can you...
Страница 311 - 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.
Страница 111 - 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: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Страница 362 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: — Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll!
Страница 286 - And for him who sat by the chimney lug, Dozing and grumbling o'er pipe and mug, A manly form at her side she saw, And joy was duty and love was law. Then she took up her burden of life again, Saying only, 'It might have been.' Alas for maiden, alas for Judge, For rich repiner and household drudge ! God pity them both ! and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these :
Страница 417 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.