The complete poetical works [&c.].Houghton, Mifflin, 1864 - 689 sider |
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Side 27
... listen . Plaintive at first were the tones and sad ; then soaring to madness Seemed they to follow or guide the revel of phrenzied Bacchantes . Single notes were then heard , in sorrowful , low lamentation ; Till , having gathered them ...
... listen . Plaintive at first were the tones and sad ; then soaring to madness Seemed they to follow or guide the revel of phrenzied Bacchantes . Single notes were then heard , in sorrowful , low lamentation ; Till , having gathered them ...
Side 53
... listen , as each sends His words of friendship , comfort , and assistance . If any thought of mine , or sung or told , Has ever given delight or consolation , Ye have repaid me back a thousand fold , By every friendly sign and ...
... listen , as each sends His words of friendship , comfort , and assistance . If any thought of mine , or sung or told , Has ever given delight or consolation , Ye have repaid me back a thousand fold , By every friendly sign and ...
Side 100
... listen ! From the pitcher , placed between us , How the waters laugh and glisten In the head of old Silenus ! Old Silenus , bloated , drunken , Led by his inebriate Satyrs ; On his breast his head is sunken , Vacantly he leers and ...
... listen ! From the pitcher , placed between us , How the waters laugh and glisten In the head of old Silenus ! Old Silenus , bloated , drunken , Led by his inebriate Satyrs ; On his breast his head is sunken , Vacantly he leers and ...
Side 101
... listen , As it passes thus between us , How its wavelets laugh and glisten In the head of old Silenus ! THE OLD CLOCK ON THE STAIRS . L'éternité est une pendule , dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement , dans ...
... listen , As it passes thus between us , How its wavelets laugh and glisten In the head of old Silenus ! THE OLD CLOCK ON THE STAIRS . L'éternité est une pendule , dont le balancier dit et redit sans cesse ces deux mots seulement , dans ...
Side 107
... Chill airs and wintry winds ! my ear Has grown familiar with your song ; I hear it in the opening year , - I listen , and it cheers me long . HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM , AT THE AUTUMN . 107 Woods in Winter.
... Chill airs and wintry winds ! my ear Has grown familiar with your song ; I hear it in the opening year , - I listen , and it cheers me long . HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM , AT THE AUTUMN . 107 Woods in Winter.
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Angel answered arrows bear beautiful bells beneath birds breath bright called close clouds comes dark dead death deep door dreams earth ELSIE eyes face fair fall father fear feel feet fell fire flowers follow forest give gleam golden grave guests hand head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy King land Laughing leaves light listen live look Lord loud LUCIF maiden meadow morning mountains never night Nokomis o'er once pass play prayer rest rise river rose round rushing sail sang seemed shadows shining side silent singing sleep song soul sound speak spirit stand stars stood strong sunshine sweet Take thee things thou thought Till unto village voice wait walls waves wild wind wonder woods youth
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Side 144 - The heights by great men reached and kept, Were not attained by sudden flight ; But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night.
Side 113 - Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each, burning deed and thought.
Side 62 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great : Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate...
Side 45 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Side 484 - If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light,— One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm.
Side 286 - A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts." I remember the black wharves and the slips, And the sea-tides tossing free ; And Spanish sailors with bearded lips. And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Side 93 - He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat, Against the stinging blast ; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast. " O father ! I hear the church-bells ring, O, say, what may it be?
Side 92 - IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South.
Side 49 - Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he called the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
Side 45 - There is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. 'Shall I have nought that is fair?' saith he, 'Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again.