American Poems (1625-1892)Walter Cochrane Bronson University of Chicago Press, 1912 - 669 páginas |
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... Stars and Stripes ( by Thomas Williams ) Ohio Fair and Free ( by G. W. Y. ) After the Battle of Bull Run · Battle - Hymn of the Republic ( by Julia Ward Howe ) Stonewall Jackson's Way ( by John W. Palmer ) From The Song of the Rebel ...
... Stars and Stripes ( by Thomas Williams ) Ohio Fair and Free ( by G. W. Y. ) After the Battle of Bull Run · Battle - Hymn of the Republic ( by Julia Ward Howe ) Stonewall Jackson's Way ( by John W. Palmer ) From The Song of the Rebel ...
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... stars , And live in health and peace and bliss , Had in that world but wish'd in this ? . . . . This phoenix built her nest of spice , Like to the Birds of Paradise ; Which when a fever set on fire , Her soul took wing and soared higher ...
... stars , And live in health and peace and bliss , Had in that world but wish'd in this ? . . . . This phoenix built her nest of spice , Like to the Birds of Paradise ; Which when a fever set on fire , Her soul took wing and soared higher ...
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... stars which dart thro ' natures realms their fires . How am I fir'd with a profuse delight When round the yard I roll my ravish'd sight ! From the high casements how the ladies show , And scatter glory on the crowds below ! From sash to ...
... stars which dart thro ' natures realms their fires . How am I fir'd with a profuse delight When round the yard I roll my ravish'd sight ! From the high casements how the ladies show , And scatter glory on the crowds below ! From sash to ...
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... stars . The world shall read it and still talk of us 5 Who , far out - number'd , twice drove back the foe , With carnage horrid , murm'ring to their ships . The Ghost of WARREN says " Enough ! " I see One thousand veterans mingled with ...
... stars . The world shall read it and still talk of us 5 Who , far out - number'd , twice drove back the foe , With carnage horrid , murm'ring to their ships . The Ghost of WARREN says " Enough ! " I see One thousand veterans mingled with ...
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... stars , and shut the eye from heaven ; Cold mists through op'ning grates the cell invade , And deathlike terrors haunt the midnight shade ; When from a visionary , short repose , That rais'd new cares and temper'd keener woes , Columbus ...
... stars , and shut the eye from heaven ; Cold mists through op'ning grates the cell invade , And deathlike terrors haunt the midnight shade ; When from a visionary , short repose , That rais'd new cares and temper'd keener woes , Columbus ...
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Página 175 - 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 235 - Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Página 205 - To Helen Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece, And the grandeur that was Rome. Lo! in yon brilliant window-niche How statue-like I see thee stand, The agate lamp within thy hand! Ah, Psyche, from the regions which Are Holy Land! Israfel And the angel...
Página 499 - He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel, writ in...
Página 405 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays ; Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, 40 And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Página 215 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch...
Página 550 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Página 179 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 215 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
Página 175 - To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon. The oak Shall send his roots abroad, and pierce thy mould.