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Side 59
... Poet , when he works Without a conscience or an aim . What then were God to such as I ? ' T were hardly worth my while to choose Of things all mortal , or to use A little patience ere I die ; ' T were best at once to sink to peace ...
... Poet , when he works Without a conscience or an aim . What then were God to such as I ? ' T were hardly worth my while to choose Of things all mortal , or to use A little patience ere I die ; ' T were best at once to sink to peace ...
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... poetic thought ; Which he may read that binds the sheaf , Or builds the house , or digs the grave , And those wild eyes that watch the wave In roarings round the coral reef . XXXVII . URANIA speaks with darkened brow : " Thou 62.
... poetic thought ; Which he may read that binds the sheaf , Or builds the house , or digs the grave , And those wild eyes that watch the wave In roarings round the coral reef . XXXVII . URANIA speaks with darkened brow : " Thou 62.
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... poets on the lawn : Or in the all - golden afternoon A guest , or happy sister , sung , Or here she brought the harp and flung A ballad to the brightening moon : Nor less it pleased , in livelier moods , Beyond the bounding hill to ...
... poets on the lawn : Or in the all - golden afternoon A guest , or happy sister , sung , Or here she brought the harp and flung A ballad to the brightening moon : Nor less it pleased , in livelier moods , Beyond the bounding hill to ...
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... POETS OF AMERICA . - Pleasant as the face of an old friend , whose health and good looks are but improved by the lapse ... poet has writ- ten better , though many have written more . He has merely trifled with the affections of the Muses ...
... POETS OF AMERICA . - Pleasant as the face of an old friend , whose health and good looks are but improved by the lapse ... poet has writ- ten better , though many have written more . He has merely trifled with the affections of the Muses ...
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... poet , proves himself in this volume to be an admirable painter with his pen . His prose has the strong but mel- low coloring of the old masters , not unmingled with the ornamental graces of modern schools . Mr. Whittier makes use of ...
... poet , proves himself in this volume to be an admirable painter with his pen . His prose has the strong but mel- low coloring of the old masters , not unmingled with the ornamental graces of modern schools . Mr. Whittier makes use of ...
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Side 7 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Side 73 - The baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Has never thought that 'this is I :' But as he grows he gathers much, And learns the use of 'I,' and 'me,' And finds 'I am not what I see, And other than the things I touch.
Side 148 - There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
Side 78 - Be near me when my light is low, When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick And tingle ; and the heart is sick, And all the wheels of Being slow.
Side 23 - Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms and lessening towers, To mingle with the bounding main: Calm and deep peace in this wide air, These leaves that redden to the fall; And in my heart, if calm at all, If any calm, a calm despair: Calm on the seas, and silver sleep, And waves that sway themselves in rest, And dead calm in that noble breast Which heaves but with the heaving deep. XII. Lo, as a dove when up she springs To bear thro...
Side 182 - Let her know her place ; She is the second, not the first. A higher hand must make her mild, If all be not in vain, and guide Her footsteps, moving side by side With Wisdom, like the younger child ; For she is earthly of the mind, But Wisdom heavenly of the soul.
Side 206 - I seem in star and flower To feel thee some diffusive power, I do not therefore love thee less: My love involves the love before; My love is vaster passion now; Tho' mix'd with God and Nature thou, I seem to love thee more and more.
Side 86 - Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.
Side 107 - As sometimes in a dead man's face, To those that watch it more and more, A likeness hardly seen before Comes out, — to some one of his race : So, dearest, now thy brows are cold, I see thee what thou art, and know Thy likeness to the wise below, Thy kindred with the great of old.
Side 22 - CALM is the morn without a sound, Calm as to suit a calmer grief, And only thro' the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground : Calm and deep peace on this high wold, And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold : Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms...