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Side 363 - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. There lies the port; the vessel puffs her sail; There gloom the dark, broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me,— That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads,— you and I are old; Old age hath yet his honor and his toil.
Side 363 - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices.
Side 363 - Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides, and tho...
Side 338 - If two triangles have one angle of the one equal to one angle of the other and the sides about these equal angles proportional, the triangles are similar.
Side 347 - Une Grenouille vit un bœuf Qui lui sembla de belle taille. Elle qui n'était pas grosse en tout comme un œuf, Envieuse s'étend, et s'enfle, et se travaille Pour égaler l'animal en grosseur, Disant : Regardez bien, ma sœur ; Est-ce assez ? dites-moi ; n'y suis-je point encore ? - Nenni. - M'y voici donc ?- Point du tout. -M'y voilà ? - Vous n'en approchez point.
Side 313 - And death's mild curfew shall from work assoil. God did anoint thee with his odorous oil, To wrestle, not to reign; and he assigns All thy tears over, like pure crystallines, For younger fellow-workers of the soil To wear for amulets. So others shall Take patience, labor, to their heart and hand, From thy hand and thy heart and thy brave cheer, And God's grace fructify through thee to all. The least flower, with a brimming cup may stand And share its dewdrop with another near.
Side 310 - Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir, Save from one gradual solitary gust Which comes upon the silence, and dies off As if the ebbing air had but one wave...
Side 309 - Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams ; or, from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs ; darken'd so, yet shone Above them all th...
Side 309 - Commander ; he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower ; his form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Side 401 - The best poetry is what we want; the best poetry will be found to have a power of forming, sustaining, and delighting us as nothing else can.

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