American poems, selected and ed. by W.M. RossettiWard, 1873 - 512 páginas |
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... grave ; If any worth or virtue is in me , Let that live freshly in my memory . And when thou feel'st no grief , as I no harms , Yet love thy dead , who long lay in thine arms ; And , when thy loss shall be repaid with gains , Look to my ...
... grave ; If any worth or virtue is in me , Let that live freshly in my memory . And when thou feel'st no grief , as I no harms , Yet love thy dead , who long lay in thine arms ; And , when thy loss shall be repaid with gains , Look to my ...
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... graves , our names shall be A morning dream , a tale that's told . God of our fathers , in whose sight The thousand ... grave . Here sleeps he now alone ; the star That led him on from crown to crown Hath sunk ; the nations from afar ...
... graves , our names shall be A morning dream , a tale that's told . God of our fathers , in whose sight The thousand ... grave . Here sleeps he now alone ; the star That led him on from crown to crown Hath sunk ; the nations from afar ...
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... grave , Like one that draws the drapery of his couch About him , and lies down to pleasant dreams . THE ANTIQUITY OF FREEDOM . HERE are old trees , tall oaks , and gnarled pines , That stream with grey - green mosses ; here the ground ...
... grave , Like one that draws the drapery of his couch About him , and lies down to pleasant dreams . THE ANTIQUITY OF FREEDOM . HERE are old trees , tall oaks , and gnarled pines , That stream with grey - green mosses ; here the ground ...
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... grave defiance of thine elder eye , The usurper trembles in his fastnesses . Thou shalt wax stronger with the lapse of years , But he shall fade into a feebler age ; Feebler , yet subtler ; he shall weave his snares , And spring them on ...
... grave defiance of thine elder eye , The usurper trembles in his fastnesses . Thou shalt wax stronger with the lapse of years , But he shall fade into a feebler age ; Feebler , yet subtler ; he shall weave his snares , And spring them on ...
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... Since first thy pleasant banks I ranged ; And the grave stranger , come to see The play - place of his infancy , Has scarce a single trace of him Who sported once upon thy brim . The visions of my youth are past— Too bright , BRYANT . 23.
... Since first thy pleasant banks I ranged ; And the grave stranger , come to see The play - place of his infancy , Has scarce a single trace of him Who sported once upon thy brim . The visions of my youth are past— Too bright , BRYANT . 23.
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Página 15 - 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 10 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 226 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
Página 321 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will...
Página 223 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '' Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Página 321 - Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and...
Página 16 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, 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.
Página 216 - The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year...
Página 203 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Página 15 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...