Selections from Sidney Lanier, Prose and Verse: With an Introduction and NotesScribner, 1916 - 170 psl. |
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... heart seemed to vibrate in accord with all created things . But the very foundation of his character was a gallant buoyancy in meeting adequately whatever responsibility life set before him . In the face of convictions about war ex ...
... heart seemed to vibrate in accord with all created things . But the very foundation of his character was a gallant buoyancy in meeting adequately whatever responsibility life set before him . In the face of convictions about war ex ...
xv psl.
... heart could desire . We had flute and guitar , good horses , a beautiful country , splendid residences inhabited by friends who loved us , and plenty of hairbreadth ' scapes from the roving bands of Federals who were continually ...
... heart could desire . We had flute and guitar , good horses , a beautiful country , splendid residences inhabited by friends who loved us , and plenty of hairbreadth ' scapes from the roving bands of Federals who were continually ...
xx psl.
... heart into the task , as usual , he was admitted to the bar , and for over three years he devoted himself to the intricacies of real estate titles , building and loan advances , trust estates , and other matters of legal principles and ...
... heart into the task , as usual , he was admitted to the bar , and for over three years he devoted himself to the intricacies of real estate titles , building and loan advances , trust estates , and other matters of legal principles and ...
xxiii psl.
... heart so that I could not banish them . Does it not seem to you as to me , that I begin to have the right to enroll myself among the devotees of these two sublime arts , after having followed them so long and so humbly , and through so ...
... heart so that I could not banish them . Does it not seem to you as to me , that I begin to have the right to enroll myself among the devotees of these two sublime arts , after having followed them so long and so humbly , and through so ...
xxiv psl.
... heart sure , my soul discriminating presently my hand will be firm enough to hold the helm myself . " He invented an improved long flute , which was about perfected when lack of strength and money forced him to stop pushing the ...
... heart sure , my soul discriminating presently my hand will be firm enough to hold the helm myself . " He invented an improved long flute , which was about perfected when lack of strength and money forced him to stop pushing the ...
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45 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...
31 psl. - Abide, abide! The willful waterweeds held me thrall, The laving laurel turned my tide, The ferns and the fondling grass said Stay, The dewberry dipped for to work delay, And the little reeds sighed Abide, abide, Here in the hills of Habersham, Here in the valleys of Hall.
44 psl. - A league and a league of marsh-grass, waist-high, broad in the blade, Green, and all of a height, and unflecked with a light or a shade, Stretch leisurely off, in a pleasant plain, To the terminal blue of the main.
44 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.
42 psl. - And my heart is at ease from men, and the wearisome sound of the stroke Of the scythe of time and the trowel of trade is low, /And belief overmasters doubt, and I know that I know,') And my spirit is grown to a lordly great compass within, That the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn...
42 psl. - O braided dusks of the oak and woven shades of the vine, While the riotous noon-day sun of the June-day long did shine Ye held me fast in your heart and I held you fast in mine...
32 psl. - But oh, not the hills of Habersham, And oh, not the valleys of Hall Avail : I am fain for to water the plain. Downward the voices of Duty call — Downward, to toil and be mixed with the main, The dry fields burn, and the mills are to turn, And a myriad flowers mortally yearn, And the lordly main from beyond the plain Calls o'er the hills of Habersham, Calls through the valleys of Hall.
54 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. Out of the woods my Master went, And He was well content. Out of the woods my Master came, Content with death and shame. When Death and Shame would woo Him last, From under the trees they drew Him last: 'Twas on a tree they slew Him —...
46 psl. - 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! The creeks overflow: a thousand rivulets run...
41 psl. - Glooms of the live-oaks, beautiful-braided and woven With intricate shades of the vines that myriad-cloven Clamber the forks of the multiform boughs, — Emerald twilights, — Virginal shy lights, Wrought of the leaves to allure to the whisper of vows, When lovers pace timidly down through the green colonnades Of the dim sweet woods, of the dear dark woods, Of the heavenly woods and glades, That run to the radiant marginal sand-beach within The wide sea-marshes of Glynn...