Sidney LanierHoughton Mifflin, 1905 - 386 psl. |
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... South , in order to avoid a misconception that he was a detached figure . The bibliographies prepared by Mr. Wills for the " Southern History Association " and by Mr. Callaway for his " Select Poems of Lanier " make one unnecessary for ...
... South , in order to avoid a misconception that he was a detached figure . The bibliographies prepared by Mr. Wills for the " Southern History Association " and by Mr. Callaway for his " Select Poems of Lanier " make one unnecessary for ...
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... HOPKINS UNIVERSITY 231 X. THE NEW SOUTH 264 • XI . CHARACTERISTICS AND IDEAS 300 XII . THE LAST YEAR 320 XIII . THE ACHIEVEMENT IN CRITICISM AND IN POETRY INDEX 340 377 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS SIDNEY LANIER IN 1870. ( Photogravure .
... HOPKINS UNIVERSITY 231 X. THE NEW SOUTH 264 • XI . CHARACTERISTICS AND IDEAS 300 XII . THE LAST YEAR 320 XIII . THE ACHIEVEMENT IN CRITICISM AND IN POETRY INDEX 340 377 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS SIDNEY LANIER IN 1870. ( Photogravure .
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... South , with which he was identified by birth and tempera- ment , and in whose tremendous upheaval he bore a heroic part , the cosmopolitanism and modern- ness of his mind should be a constant protest against those things that have ...
... South , with which he was identified by birth and tempera- ment , and in whose tremendous upheaval he bore a heroic part , the cosmopolitanism and modern- ness of his mind should be a constant protest against those things that have ...
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... South . The letters written to his son show decided cultivation . They show also that he was in thorough sympathy with his son's intellectual life . The letter written by Lanier to his father from Baltimore in 1873 may lead one to think ...
... South . The letters written to his son show decided cultivation . They show also that he was in thorough sympathy with his son's intellectual life . The letter written by Lanier to his father from Baltimore in 1873 may lead one to think ...
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... South brought into Lanier's life the atmosphere of a larger social world than that in which he was born . Nor did Lanier live apart from the life in Macon . Although in later years he felt strongly the contrast between himself and his ...
... South brought into Lanier's life the atmosphere of a larger social world than that in which he was born . Nor did Lanier live apart from the life in Macon . Although in later years he felt strongly the contrast between himself and his ...
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318 psl. - Into the woods my Master went, Clean forspent, forspent. Into the woods my Master came, Forspent with love and shame. But the olives they were not blind to Him, The little gray leaves were kind to Him: The thorn-tree had a mind to Him When into the woods He came.
374 psl. - Here and there, Everywhere, Till his waters have flooded the uttermost creeks and the low-lying lanes, And the marsh is meshed with a million veins, That like as with rosy and silvery essences flow In the rose-and-silver evening glow. Farewell, my lord Sun...
176 psl. - Long as thine Art shall love true love, Long as thy Science truth shall know, Long as thine Eagle harms no Dove, Long as thy Law by law shall grow, Long as thy God is God above, Thy brother every man below, So long, dear Land of all my love, Thy name shall shine, thy fame shall glow !
372 psl. - But now when the noon is no more, and riot is rest, And the sun is a-wait at the ponderous gate of the West, And the slant yellow beam down the wood-aisle doth seem Like a lane into heaven that leads from a dream...
336 psl. - Bring none of these; but let me be, While all around in silence lies, Moved to the window near, and see Once more, before my dying eyes, \ Bathed in the sacred dews of morn The wide aerial landscape spread — The world which was ere I was born, The world which lasts when I am dead...
374 psl. - As the marsh-hen secretly builds on the watery sod, Behold I will build me a nest on the greatness of God : I will fly in the greatness of God as the marsh-hen flies In the freedom that fills all the space 'twixt the marsh and the skies : By so many roots as the marsh-grass sends in the sod I will heartily lay me a-hold on the greatness of God : Oh, like to the greatness of God is the greatness within The range of the marshes, the liberal marshes of Glynn.
156 psl. - Old hill! old hill! thou gashed and hairy Lear Whom the divine Cordelia of the year, E'en pitying Spring, will vainly strive to cheer — King, that no subject man nor beast may own, Discrowned, undaughtered and alone — Yet shall the great God turn thy fate, And bring thee back into thy monarch state And majesty immaculate. Lo, through hot waverings of the August morn, Thou givest from thy vasty sides forlorn Visions of golden treasuries of corn — Ripe largesse lingering for some bolder heart...
336 psl. - Oh, never the mast-high run of the seas Of traffic shall hide thee, Never the hell-colored smoke of the factories Hide thee, Never the reek of the time's fen-politics Hide thee, And ever my heart through the night shall with knowledge abide thee, And ever by day shall my spirit, as one that hath tried thee, Labor, at leisure, in art, — till yonder beside thee My soul shall float, friend Sun, The day being done.
277 psl. - There was a South of slavery and secession — that South is dead. There is a South of union and freedom — that South, thank God, is living, breathing, growing every hour." These words, delivered from the immortal lips of Benjamin H. Hill, at Tammany Hall, in 1866, true then and truer now, I shall make my text tonight.
375 psl. - Tolerant plains, that suffer the sea and the rains and the sun, Ye spread and span like the catholic man who hath mightily won God out of knowledge and good out of infinite pain And sight out of blindness and purity out of a stain.