Selections from the American Poets: With Some Introductory RemarksW.F. Wakeman, 1834 - 357 páginas |
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... age cut off , - Shall , one by one , be gathered to thy side , By those , who , in their turn , shall follow them . So live , that , when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan , that moves To the pale realms 8 BRYANT .
... age cut off , - Shall , one by one , be gathered to thy side , By those , who , in their turn , shall follow them . So live , that , when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan , that moves To the pale realms 8 BRYANT .
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... , Thy figure floats along . Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake , or marge of river wide , Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side . There is a Power , whose care Teaches thy way BRYANT . To a Waterfowl.
... , Thy figure floats along . Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake , or marge of river wide , Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side . There is a Power , whose care Teaches thy way BRYANT . To a Waterfowl.
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... side , and the borders of the brook , Nod gaily to each other ; glossy leaves Are twinkling in the sun , as if the dew Were on them yet ; and silver waters break Into small waves , and sparkle as he comes . THE DAMSEL OF PERU . WHERE ...
... side , and the borders of the brook , Nod gaily to each other ; glossy leaves Are twinkling in the sun , as if the dew Were on them yet ; and silver waters break Into small waves , and sparkle as he comes . THE DAMSEL OF PERU . WHERE ...
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... side , And sent him to the war , the day she should have been his bride , And bade him bear a faithful heart to battle for the right , And held the fountains of her eyes till he was out of sight . Since the parting kiss was given , six ...
... side , And sent him to the war , the day she should have been his bride , And bade him bear a faithful heart to battle for the right , And held the fountains of her eyes till he was out of sight . Since the parting kiss was given , six ...
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... side ; His spurs are in his horse's sides , his hand casts loose the rein ; There's sweat upon the streaming flank , and foam upon the mane ; He speeds toward that olive bower , along the shaded hill : God shield the hapless maiden ...
... side ; His spurs are in his horse's sides , his hand casts loose the rein ; There's sweat upon the streaming flank , and foam upon the mane ; He speeds toward that olive bower , along the shaded hill : God shield the hapless maiden ...
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Página 8 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 4 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Página 200 - Bozzaris ! with the storied brave Greece nurtured in her glory's time, Rest thee — there is no prouder grave, Even in her own proud clime. We tell thy doom without a sigh ; For thou art Freedom's now, and Fame's — One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die.
Página 275 - How sweet from the green mossy brim to receive it, As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips ! Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it, Though filled with the nectar that Jupiter sips.
Página 274 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew!
Página 38 - WHEN breezes are soft and skies are fair, I steal an hour from study and care, And hie me away to the woodland scene, Where wanders the stream with waters of green, As if the bright fringe of herbs on its brink Had given their stain to the wave they drink; And they, whose meadows it murmurs through, Have named the stream from its own fair hue.
Página 88 - The fan-coral sweeps through the clear deep sea; And the yellow and scarlet tufts of ocean Are bending like corn on the upland lea: And life, in rare and beautiful forms, Is sporting amid those bowers of stone, And is safe when the wrathful spirit of storms Has made the top of the wave his own; And when the ship from his fury flies.
Página 11 - March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies , I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month! in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring.
Página 153 - From every place below the skies, The grateful song, the fervent prayer — The incense of the heart — may rise To Heaven, and find acceptance there.
Página 7 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.