PoemsC. Scribner, 1838 - 365 páginas |
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... bough ! In youth it sheltered me , And I'll protect it now . ' Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot ; There , woodman , let it stand , Thy axe shall harm it not ! That old familiar tree , Whose glory and renown Are ...
... bough ! In youth it sheltered me , And I'll protect it now . ' Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot ; There , woodman , let it stand , Thy axe shall harm it not ! That old familiar tree , Whose glory and renown Are ...
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... , With bird and bee have flown with thee , And gone for evermore ! There is no musick in the grove , No echo on the hill But melancholy boughs are there— And hushed the whip - poor - will . I miss thee in the town , beloved , I 21 ROSABEL.
... , With bird and bee have flown with thee , And gone for evermore ! There is no musick in the grove , No echo on the hill But melancholy boughs are there— And hushed the whip - poor - will . I miss thee in the town , beloved , I 21 ROSABEL.
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... Green be the willow - bough Above the swelling mound , Where sleeps the hero now In consecrated ground : Thy epitaph , oh Delavan ! God's noblest work - an honest man ! D A SOUTHERN REFRAIN . NEAR the lake where droop'd the 25.
... Green be the willow - bough Above the swelling mound , Where sleeps the hero now In consecrated ground : Thy epitaph , oh Delavan ! God's noblest work - an honest man ! D A SOUTHERN REFRAIN . NEAR the lake where droop'd the 25.
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... bough , This dear retreat that shaded ; Autumn winds are round me now , And the leaves have faded . She whose heart was all my own , In this summer - bower , With all pleasant things has flown , Sunbeam , bird and flower ! But her ...
... bough , This dear retreat that shaded ; Autumn winds are round me now , And the leaves have faded . She whose heart was all my own , In this summer - bower , With all pleasant things has flown , Sunbeam , bird and flower ! But her ...
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... boughs with pale scouts quiver , The echoing hills tumultuous ring , While across the eddying river Their barks , like foaming war - steeds , spring ! The blood - hounds darken land and water , They come - like buffaloes for slaughter ...
... boughs with pale scouts quiver , The echoing hills tumultuous ring , While across the eddying river Their barks , like foaming war - steeds , spring ! The blood - hounds darken land and water , They come - like buffaloes for slaughter ...
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adieu axe shall harm beam beauty beloved Bessy Bell blessing bloom bosom boughs bright brow Charles E cheer conduct's Cupid dear dearest Delavan DESERTED BRIDE drear and lonely droop'd the willow ELLEN eyes fairy fever-and-ague flowers FRIENDS ARE ROUND glorious glory grace green groves heart Henry Russell hills histrionick hour Hunchback JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES kiss'd lake where droop'd land leaves letter lines Long time ago looks drear LOVE THE NIGHT LOVE THEE Love's lyre Mabella-you maid maiden mean-what minstrel miss thee mountain muse musick ne'er never New-York nymphs o'er old tree perfume poet pride quiver RHYME AND REASON roaming ROSABEL rosy Zephyr round thee sad and weary scene shepherd's bell smiles song SONNET soul spell spirit spoken star streams Sunbeam sunshine Sweet tears thine thou Thy axe turn WEARIES MY LOVE weary lot wildwood WILLIAM wind-harp's wings woodland woodman words
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Página 19 - Woodman, spare that tree ! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties...
Página 20 - When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand.
Página 77 - Riding out of town a few days since, in company with a friend, an old gentleman, he invited me to turn down a little, romantic woodland pass, not far from Bloomingdale. " Your object?" inquired I. " Merely to look once more at an old tree planted by my grandfather long before I was born, under which I used to play when a boy, and where my sisters played with me.
Página 14 - In mother, sister, wife, and friend. Yes, woman's love is free from guile, And pure as bright Aurora's ray ; The heart will melt before her smile, And base-born passions fade away : Were I the monarch of the earth, Or master of the swelling sea, I would not estimate their worth, Dear woman ! half the price of thee.
Página 77 - And a paleness overspread his fine countenance, and tears came to his eyes. After a moment's pause, he added: " Don't think me foolish. I don't know how it is: I never ride out but I turn down this lane to look at that old tree. I have a thousand recollections about it, and I always greet it as a familiar and well-remembered friend.
Página 49 - Jenny sadly missed him ; When he returned, behind her lord She slyly stole, and fondly kissed him ! The husband's anger rose ! — and red And white his face alternate grew ! ' Less freedom, ma'am ! " Jane sighed and said,
Página 38 - This doating heart will be, Which while it throbs, throbs only Beloved one, for thee ! Yet do not think I doubt thee, I know thy truth remains. I would not live without thee, For all the world contains. Thou art the star that guides me Along life's troubled sea ; And whatever fate betides me, This heart still turns to thee.
Página 75 - ... kindness now; Beauty and fashion all the circles grace — And scowling envy here were out of place ; On every side the wise and good appear — The very pillars of the State are here ! There sit the doctors of the legal clan, There, all the city's rulers, to a man ; Critics and editors and learned MD's, Buzzing and busy, like a hive of bees ; And there, as if to keep us all in order, Our worthy friends, the Mayor and the Recorder! Well, peace be with you. Friends of native worth, Yours is the...
Página 27 - But with autumn's leaf she perished, Long time ago! Rock and tree and flowing water, Long time ago ! — Bee and bird and blossom taught her Love's spell to know!
Página 49 - The pink of country polished life, And prim and formal as a Quaker. One day the tutor went abroad, And simple...