The World's Best Poetry ...John Vance Cheney, Sir Charles G. D. Roberts, Francis Hovey Stoddard, John Raymond Howard J. D. Morris, 1904 |
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... , ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter . " From a photograph by Berlin Photographic Co. , after a painting by H. Kaulbach . . 173 THE SOLDIER'S DREAM . " The sailor dreams of tossing xxix VOL . VI .
... , ran merrily after The wonderful music with shouting and laughter . " From a photograph by Berlin Photographic Co. , after a painting by H. Kaulbach . . 173 THE SOLDIER'S DREAM . " The sailor dreams of tossing xxix VOL . VI .
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... laughing . I sate alone in my cottage , The midnight needle plying ; I feared for my child , for the rush's light In the socket now was dying ; There came a hand to my lonely latch , Like the wind at midnight moaning ; I knelt to pray ...
... laughing . I sate alone in my cottage , The midnight needle plying ; I feared for my child , for the rush's light In the socket now was dying ; There came a hand to my lonely latch , Like the wind at midnight moaning ; I knelt to pray ...
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... presences were there , - White shapes and red shapes danced upon the air ; Then a peal of silver laughter , And such singing followed after JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE . From an engraving after an original 3 FAIRIES : ELVES : SPRITES . 33.
... presences were there , - White shapes and red shapes danced upon the air ; Then a peal of silver laughter , And such singing followed after JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE . From an engraving after an original 3 FAIRIES : ELVES : SPRITES . 33.
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... laughed as he jumped upon her back ; He bridled her mouth with a silkweed twist , He lashed her sides with an osier thong ; And now , through evening's dewy mist , With leap and spring they bound along , Till the mountain's magic verge ...
... laughed as he jumped upon her back ; He bridled her mouth with a silkweed twist , He lashed her sides with an osier thong ; And now , through evening's dewy mist , With leap and spring they bound along , Till the mountain's magic verge ...
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... laughing with all their might At the piteous hap of the fairy wight . Soon he gathered the balsam dew From the sorrel - leaf and the henbane bud ; Over each wound the balm he drew , And with cobweb lint he stanched the blood . The mild ...
... laughing with all their might At the piteous hap of the fairy wight . Soon he gathered the balsam dew From the sorrel - leaf and the henbane bud ; Over each wound the balm he drew , And with cobweb lint he stanched the blood . The mild ...
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The World's Best Poetry ... John Vance Cheney,Sir Charles G. D. Roberts,Francis Hovey Stoddard,John Raymond Howard Visos knygos peržiūra - 1904 |
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beauty beneath bird blow breast breath breeze bright Camelot Cleon clouds cried dark dead dear death deep door doth dream earth EDMUND SPENSER EDWIN MARKHAM eyes fair fairy fancy fear flower frae FRIEDRICH VON SCHILLER gleam golden gray hair hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hour Jean François Millet JOHN KEATS JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE Judas Iscariot Kilmeny Labor lady lady of Shalott land laugh light lips live looked Lord mind moon Moonlight Song murmured never Nevermore night o'er once passion PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE poet rest Rhocus river rose round shadows Shalott shore sigh silence sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul of Judas sound spirit stars stood stream sweet tears tell thee things thou thought toil Translation Ulalume voice wave weary wild wind wine wings
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119 psl. - And now the storm-blast came, and he Was tyrannous and strong: He struck with his o'ertaking wings, And chased us south along. With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold; And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald...
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124 psl. - See! see! (I cried) she tacks no more! Hither to work us weal; Without a breeze, without a tide, She steadies with upright keel!
129 psl. - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved, and could not feel my limbs: I was so light — almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed ghost.
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399 psl. - 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...
122 psl. - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
130 psl. - Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
221 psl. - There, on beds of violets blue And fresh-blown roses washed in dew, Filled her with thee, a daughter fair, So buxom, blithe, and debonair. Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee...