English Verse, Volumen2William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard C. Scribner's Sons, 1883 |
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... a harp That hath in noble tasks been tried ! And , if the virtuous feel a pang too sharp , Soothe it into patience ! —stay The uplifted arm of Suicide ; And let some mood of thine in firm array Knit WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 3.
... a harp That hath in noble tasks been tried ! And , if the virtuous feel a pang too sharp , Soothe it into patience ! —stay The uplifted arm of Suicide ; And let some mood of thine in firm array Knit WILLIAM WORDSWORTH . 3.
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William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard. And let some mood of thine in firm array Knit every thought the impending issue needs , Ere martyr burns or patriot bleeds ! As Conscience to the centre Of Being smites with irresistible pain ...
William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard. And let some mood of thine in firm array Knit every thought the impending issue needs , Ere martyr burns or patriot bleeds ! As Conscience to the centre Of Being smites with irresistible pain ...
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... thine ear ! Ye , who are longing to be rid Of fable though to truth subservient ! hear The little sprinkling of cold earth that fell Echoed from the coffin - lid ; The convict's summons in the steeple's knell ; The vain distress - gun ...
... thine ear ! Ye , who are longing to be rid Of fable though to truth subservient ! hear The little sprinkling of cold earth that fell Echoed from the coffin - lid ; The convict's summons in the steeple's knell ; The vain distress - gun ...
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... thine eye Be on them who in love and truth , Where no misgiving is , rely Upon the genial sense of youth . Glad Hearts ! without reproach or blot , Who do thy work and know it not : Long may the kindly impulse last ! But thou , if they ...
... thine eye Be on them who in love and truth , Where no misgiving is , rely Upon the genial sense of youth . Glad Hearts ! without reproach or blot , Who do thy work and know it not : Long may the kindly impulse last ! But thou , if they ...
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... thine ear may pierce , Come , Youngest of the Lovely Three ! Submissive to the might of Verse And the dear voice of Harmony , By none more deeply felt than thee . -I sang ; and lo ! from pastimes virginal She hastens to the tents Of ...
... thine ear may pierce , Come , Youngest of the Lovely Three ! Submissive to the might of Verse And the dear voice of Harmony , By none more deeply felt than thee . -I sang ; and lo ! from pastimes virginal She hastens to the tents Of ...
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Página 9 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower ; Then Nature said : " A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This child I to myself will take ; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. " Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse ; and with me The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power, To kindle or restrain.
Página 169 - HEAR the sledges with the bells, Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Página 99 - Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love! more happy, happy love! For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd, For ever panting, and for ever young; All breathing human passion far above.
Página 99 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
Página 173 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil : Still as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new...
Página 85 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire...
Página 256 - Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold...
Página 90 - And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary Day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee. Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side? Wouldst thou me? — And I replied, No, not thee!
Página 192 - Never glad confident morning again ! Best fight on well, for we taught him — strike gallantly, Menace our heart ere we master his own; Then let him receive the new knowledge and wait us, Pardoned in heaven, the first by the throne ! 'HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX...
Página 84 - My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm, the canker, and the grief Are mine alone!