The World's Best Poetry ...J.D. Morris, 1904 |
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Side 133
... that is told While thou , beloved one ! art far from me . For thee I will arouse my thoughts to try All heavenward flights , all high and holy strains ; For thy dear sake I will walk patiently Through these PARTING AND ABSENCE . 133.
... that is told While thou , beloved one ! art far from me . For thee I will arouse my thoughts to try All heavenward flights , all high and holy strains ; For thy dear sake I will walk patiently Through these PARTING AND ABSENCE . 133.
Side 144
... , meekly and lowly , Come in thy lovingness , queenly and holy . Swallows will fit round the desolate ruin , Telling of spring and its joyous renewing ; And thoughts of thy love , and its manifold treas 144 POEMS OF SORROW .
... , meekly and lowly , Come in thy lovingness , queenly and holy . Swallows will fit round the desolate ruin , Telling of spring and its joyous renewing ; And thoughts of thy love , and its manifold treas 144 POEMS OF SORROW .
Side 156
... HOLY Ether , and swift - winged Winds , And River - wells , and laughter innumerous Of yon Sea - waves ! Earth , mother of us all , And all - viewing eyelie Sun , I cry on you , — Behold me a god , what I endure from gods ! Behold ...
... HOLY Ether , and swift - winged Winds , And River - wells , and laughter innumerous Of yon Sea - waves ! Earth , mother of us all , And all - viewing eyelie Sun , I cry on you , — Behold me a god , what I endure from gods ! Behold ...
Side 184
... holy lesson ! -but , ah , never Shall I hear again those songs of praise , Those sweet voices silent now forever ! Peaceful days ! There I heard of Wisdom's pleasant ways . " There my Mary blessed me with her hand When our souls drank ...
... holy lesson ! -but , ah , never Shall I hear again those songs of praise , Those sweet voices silent now forever ! Peaceful days ! There I heard of Wisdom's pleasant ways . " There my Mary blessed me with her hand When our souls drank ...
Side 271
... holy calm that breathes around Bids every fierce tumultuous passion cease ; In still small accents whispering from the ground The grateful earnest of eternal peace . ] * Beneath those rugged elms , that yew - tree's shade , Where heaves ...
... holy calm that breathes around Bids every fierce tumultuous passion cease ; In still small accents whispering from the ground The grateful earnest of eternal peace . ] * Beneath those rugged elms , that yew - tree's shade , Where heaves ...
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angels Annabel Lee Auf wiedersehen beauty behold bird blessed bloom breast breath bright brow calm child cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream dying earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes face fair faith fear flowers forever glory gone grave green grief hand hath hear heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW holy hope hour JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER king kiss light lips live look Lord LORD TENNYSON Mary morning mother never night o'er old Kentucky home pain pale peace praise pray prayer Queen rest Robin Adair rose shadows shining sigh silent sing Sir Launfal sleep smile snow song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tender thee There's thine things THOMAS HOOD thou art thou hast thought voice WASHINGTON GLADDEN weary weep WILLIAM HAINES LYTLE wind words
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Side 366 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. VII. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Side 161 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Side 438 - Neaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Side 166 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Side 167 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Side 31 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Side 360 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Side 143 - ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Side 366 - Shaped by himself with newly -learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song : Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife : But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside. And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
Side 32 - I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long Thy power hath...