Poems of Places Oceana 1 V.; England 4; Scotland 3 V: Iceland, Switzerland, Greece, Russia, Asia, 3 America 5, Volumen29 |
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... o'er the deep ; And thy broad plains , with welcome warm , Receive the onward - pressing swarm : On mountain - height , in lowly vale , By quiet lake , or gliding river , Wherever sweeps the chainless gale , Onward sweep they , and ...
... o'er the deep ; And thy broad plains , with welcome warm , Receive the onward - pressing swarm : On mountain - height , in lowly vale , By quiet lake , or gliding river , Wherever sweeps the chainless gale , Onward sweep they , and ...
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... o'er thy destinies a night profound , All rayless and all echoless , doth reign . A thousand years have passed like yesterday , Since wintry snows first on thy bosom slept , And much of mortal grandeur passed away , Since thou hast here ...
... o'er thy destinies a night profound , All rayless and all echoless , doth reign . A thousand years have passed like yesterday , Since wintry snows first on thy bosom slept , And much of mortal grandeur passed away , Since thou hast here ...
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... o'er him fled , Has dreamed of hunting - grounds in climes most blest . Perhaps his thoughts ranged through the long past time , Striving to solve the problem of thy birth , Till wearied out with dreams , dim though sublime , His fancy ...
... o'er him fled , Has dreamed of hunting - grounds in climes most blest . Perhaps his thoughts ranged through the long past time , Striving to solve the problem of thy birth , Till wearied out with dreams , dim though sublime , His fancy ...
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... O'er the waves of the Colorado , And the fiery flood Of whose purple blood Has a dash of Spanish bravado . For richest and best Is the wine of the West , That grows by the Beautiful River ; Whose sweet perfume Fills all the room With a ...
... O'er the waves of the Colorado , And the fiery flood Of whose purple blood Has a dash of Spanish bravado . For richest and best Is the wine of the West , That grows by the Beautiful River ; Whose sweet perfume Fills all the room With a ...
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... o'er the reeling Atlantic , To rack our brains With the fever pains , That have driven the Old World frantic . To the sewers and sinks With all such drinks , And after them tumble the mixer ; For a poison malign Is such Borgia wine , Or ...
... o'er the reeling Atlantic , To rack our brains With the fever pains , That have driven the Old World frantic . To the sewers and sinks With all such drinks , And after them tumble the mixer ; For a poison malign Is such Borgia wine , Or ...
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Términos y frases comunes
afar Albert Pike Bayard Taylor beauty beneath birds bloom blue boundless breast breath breeze Bret Harte bright Charles Warren Stoddard clouds dark dead deep dream earth eyes fair fierce flame floating flow flowers forest forever gaze George Dennison gleam glide glory glowing gold grass gray green hand hath heart heathen Chinee heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hiawatha hills isles Joaquin Joaquin Miller John Greenleaf Whittier lake land lift light lonely mighty mist morning mountains neath night o'er old Kentucky home Pau-Puk-Keewis peace plain Pompey prairie purple rise river rocks rocky roll rose round Sacramento sail sands shadows shining shore silent sinking skies sleep smile snow soft song soul sound spring stars stood stream sunset sweep sweet swell swift Tennessee thee thine thou thunder tide trees voice wandering waters waves West westward wild wind wings yonder
Pasajes populares
Página 164 - And bowed his maned shoulder to the yoke. All day this desert murmured with their toils, Till twilight blushed, and lovers walked, and wooed In a forgotten language, and old tunes, From instruments of unremembered form, Gave the soft winds a voice.
Página 163 - No — they are all unchained again. The clouds Sweep over with their shadows, and, beneath, The surface rolls and fluctuates to the eye ; Dark hollows seem to glide along and chase The sunny ridges.
Página 72 - I will send a Prophet to you, A Deliverer of the nations, Who shall guide you and shall teach you, Who shall toil and suffer with you. If you listen to his counsels, You will multiply and prosper ; If his warnings pass unheeded, You will fade away and perish...
Página 217 - Till the Union—" See! it opens! — " Father! Father! speak once more! " — " Bless you!"— gasped the old, gray Sergeant, and he lay and said no more!
Página 238 - And the evening sun descending Set the clouds on fire with redness, Burned the broad sky, like a prairie, Left upon the level water One long track and trail of...
Página 27 - They hunt no more for the possum and the coon, On the meadow, the hill, and the shore ; They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon, On the bench by the old cabin door.
Página 238 - I am going, O my people, On a long and distant journey ; Many moons and many winters Will have come, and will have vanished, Ere I come again to see you. But my guests I leave behind me ; Listen to their words of wisdom, Listen to the truth they tell you, For the Master of Life has sent them From the land of light and morning!
Página 71 - I have given you lands to hunt in, I have given you streams to fish in, I have given you bear and bison, I have given you roe and reindeer, I have given you brant and beaver, Filled the marshes full of wild-fowl, Filled the rivers full of fishes...
Página 110 - Sat down by his sunny doorway, Murmuring to himself, and saying: "Thus it is our daughters leave us, Those we love, and those who love us! Just when they have learned to help us, When we are old and lean upon them, Comes a youth with flaunting feathers, With his flute of reeds, a stranger, Wanders piping through the village, Beckons to the fairest maiden, And she follows where he leads her, Leaving all things for the stranger!
Página 221 - Now nothing could be finer or more beautiful to see Than the first six months' proceedings of that same Society, Till Brown of Calaveras brought a lot of fossil bones That he found within a tunnel near the tenement of Jones. Then Brown he read a paper, and he reconstructed there, From those same bones, an animal that was extremely rare; And Jones then asked the Chair for a suspension of the rules, Till he could prove that those same bones was one of his lost mules.