The Poets of America: Illustrated by One of Her Painters... |
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Earth's thousand tribes of living things , At Art's command , to him are given ; The
village grows , the city springs , And point their spires of faith to heaven . He
rends the oak — and bids it ride , To guard the shores its beauty graced ; He
smites ...
Earth's thousand tribes of living things , At Art's command , to him are given ; The
village grows , the city springs , And point their spires of faith to heaven . He
rends the oak — and bids it ride , To guard the shores its beauty graced ; He
smites ...
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Preacher to man's spirit ! Emblem of Hope ! Companion ! Comforter ! Thou faithful
one ! is this thine end ? ' Twas thou , When summer birds were gone , and no
form seen In the void air , who camest , living and strong , On thy broad ,
balanced ...
Preacher to man's spirit ! Emblem of Hope ! Companion ! Comforter ! Thou faithful
one ! is this thine end ? ' Twas thou , When summer birds were gone , and no
form seen In the void air , who camest , living and strong , On thy broad ,
balanced ...
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Nor will it moult so soon As sorrowing thoughts on those borne from him , fade In
living man . Who scoffs these sympathies , Makes mock of the divinity within ; Nor
feels he gently breathing through his soul , The universal spirit . — Hear it cry ...
Nor will it moult so soon As sorrowing thoughts on those borne from him , fade In
living man . Who scoffs these sympathies , Makes mock of the divinity within ; Nor
feels he gently breathing through his soul , The universal spirit . — Hear it cry ...
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... While on their course the rapid hours Paused at the melody she sung ; Till
every grove and every hill , And every stream that flowed along , From morn to
night repeated still The winning harmony of song . Land of dead heroes ! living
slaves !
... While on their course the rapid hours Paused at the melody she sung ; Till
every grove and every hill , And every stream that flowed along , From morn to
night repeated still The winning harmony of song . Land of dead heroes ! living
slaves !
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Every leaf , That lifts itself within thy wide domain , Doth gather greenness from
thy living spray , Yet tremble at the baptism . Lo ! -yon birds Do boldly venture
near , and bathe their wing Amid thy mist and foam . ' Tis meet for them , To touch
thy ...
Every leaf , That lifts itself within thy wide domain , Doth gather greenness from
thy living spray , Yet tremble at the baptism . Lo ! -yon birds Do boldly venture
near , and bathe their wing Amid thy mist and foam . ' Tis meet for them , To touch
thy ...
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