The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry for the young'. Standard iii, v-vii |
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... walk ! We need not bid , for cloistered cell , Our neighbour and our work farewell Nor strive to wind ourselves too high For sinful man beneath the sky : The trivial round , the common task Would furnish all 8 MORNING .
... walk ! We need not bid , for cloistered cell , Our neighbour and our work farewell Nor strive to wind ourselves too high For sinful man beneath the sky : The trivial round , the common task Would furnish all 8 MORNING .
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... wind have stood In bloomless , fruitless solitude , Since childhood in my pleasant bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour , Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture made , And on my trunk's surviving ...
... wind have stood In bloomless , fruitless solitude , Since childhood in my pleasant bower First spent its sweet and sportive hour , Since youthful lovers in my shade Their vows of truth and rapture made , And on my trunk's surviving ...
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... wind among the trees Playing celestial symphonies ; I see the branches downward bent , Like keys of some great instrument . And over me unrolls on high The splendid scenery of A DAY OF SUNSHINE . 31 A Day of Sunshine,
... wind among the trees Playing celestial symphonies ; I see the branches downward bent , Like keys of some great instrument . And over me unrolls on high The splendid scenery of A DAY OF SUNSHINE . 31 A Day of Sunshine,
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... winds ! and waft thro ' all the rooms The snow - flakes of the cherry - blooms ! Blow , winds ! and bend within my reach The fiery blossoms of the peach ! O Life and Love ! O happy throng Of thoughts , whose only speech is song ! O ...
... winds ! and waft thro ' all the rooms The snow - flakes of the cherry - blooms ! Blow , winds ! and bend within my reach The fiery blossoms of the peach ! O Life and Love ! O happy throng Of thoughts , whose only speech is song ! O ...
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... wind brings fitfully The vast , continual murmur of the sea , Now loud , now almost dumb . The gnats whirl in the air , The evening gnats ; and there The owl opes broad his eyes and wings to sail For prey ; the bat wakes ; and the shell ...
... wind brings fitfully The vast , continual murmur of the sea , Now loud , now almost dumb . The gnats whirl in the air , The evening gnats ; and there The owl opes broad his eyes and wings to sail For prey ; the bat wakes ; and the shell ...
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The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry ... Griffith, Farran, Browne and co Visos knygos peržiūra - 1883 |
The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry ... Griffith, Farran, Browne and co Visos knygos peržiūra - 1883 |
The Standard authors reader, arranged and annotated by the editor of 'Poetry ... Griffith, Farran, Browne and co Visos knygos peržiūra - 1883 |
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22 psl. - Thou bringest unto me a tale Of visionary hours. "Thrice welcome, darling of the Spring! Even yet thou art to me No bird, but an invisible thing, A voice, a mystery...
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226 psl. - Her home is on the deep. With thunders from her native oak She quells the floods below — As they roar on the shore, When the stormy winds do blow ; When the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
282 psl. - A vast ocean, planted with innumerable islands, that were covered with fruits and flowers, and interwoven with a thousand little shining seas that ran among them. I could see persons dressed in glorious habits, with garlands upon their heads, passing among the trees, lying down by the sides of fountains, or resting on beds of flowers; and could hear a confused harmony of singing birds, falling waters, human voices, and musical instruments.
282 psl. - These are the mansions of good men after death, who, according to the degree and kinds of virtue in which they excelled, are distributed among these several islands, which abound with pleasures of different kinds and degrees suitable to the relishes and perfections of those who are settled in them; every island is a paradise accommodated to its respective inhabitants.
268 psl. - In her attic window the staff she set, To show that one heart was loyal yet. Up the street came the rebel tread, Stonewall Jackson riding ahead. Under his slouched hat left and right He glanced; the old flag met his sight.
108 psl. - MINE be a cot beside the hill; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe my ear; A willowy brook that turns a mill, With many a fall shall linger near. The swallow oft beneath my thatch Shall twitter from her clay-built nest ; Oft shall the pilgrim lift the latch, And share my meal, a welcome guest. Around my ivied porch shall spring Each fragrant flower that drinks the dew ; And Lucy at her wheel shall sing In russet gown and apron blue.
279 psl. - ... day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life ; and passing from one thought to another, Surely, said I, man is but a shadow, and life a dream.
283 psl. - The genius making me no answer, I turned about to address myself to him a second time, but I found that he had left me; I then turned again to the vision which I had been so long contemplating, but instead of the rolling tide, the arched bridge, and the happy islands, I saw nothing but the long hollow valley of Bagdat, with oxen, sheep, and camels grazing upon the sides of it.
267 psl. - UP from the meadows rich with corn, Clear in the cool September morn, The clustered spires of Frederick stand Green-walled by the hills of Maryland. Round about them orchards sweep, Apple and peach tree fruited deep, Fair as the garden of the Lord To the eyes of the famished rebel horde...