Companion PoetsJames R. Osgood, late Ticknor & Fields, and Fields, Osgood, & Company, 1871 |
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... calm , and cool , She thus can stoop her chainless neck , a sister's slave and tool ! All that a sister State should do , all that a free State may , Heart , hand , and purse we proffer , as in our early day ; But that one dark ...
... calm , and cool , She thus can stoop her chainless neck , a sister's slave and tool ! All that a sister State should do , all that a free State may , Heart , hand , and purse we proffer , as in our early day ; But that one dark ...
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... calm repose Of cultured vales and fringing woods the gentle Nashua flows , To where Wachuset's wintry blasts the mountain larches stir , Swelled up to Heaven the thrilling cry of " God save Latimer ! " And sandy Barnstable rose up , wet ...
... calm repose Of cultured vales and fringing woods the gentle Nashua flows , To where Wachuset's wintry blasts the mountain larches stir , Swelled up to Heaven the thrilling cry of " God save Latimer ! " And sandy Barnstable rose up , wet ...
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... calm endurance , on whose steady nerve , in vain Pressed the iron of the prison , smote the fiery shafts of pain ! Is the tyrant's brand upon thee ? Did the brutal cravens aim To make God's truth thy falsehood , his holiest work thy ...
... calm endurance , on whose steady nerve , in vain Pressed the iron of the prison , smote the fiery shafts of pain ! Is the tyrant's brand upon thee ? Did the brutal cravens aim To make God's truth thy falsehood , his holiest work thy ...
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... calm array Shook with the war - charge yesterday , Ploughed deep with hurrying hoof and wheel , Shot - sown and bladed thick with steel ; YORKTOWN . October's clear and noonday sun Paled in the 40 NATIONAL LYRICS . YORKTOWN.
... calm array Shook with the war - charge yesterday , Ploughed deep with hurrying hoof and wheel , Shot - sown and bladed thick with steel ; YORKTOWN . October's clear and noonday sun Paled in the 40 NATIONAL LYRICS . YORKTOWN.
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... ? What righteous cause can suffer harm If He its part has taken ? Though wild and loud And dark the cloud , Behind its folds His hand upholds The calm sky of to - morrow ! 63 Above the maddening cry for blood , Above the wild.
... ? What righteous cause can suffer harm If He its part has taken ? Though wild and loud And dark the cloud , Behind its folds His hand upholds The calm sky of to - morrow ! 63 Above the maddening cry for blood , Above the wild.
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Companion Poets: Illustrated. Longfellow's Household Poems. Tennyson's Songs ... Vista completa - 1871 |
Companion Poets: Illustrated. Longfellow's Household Poems. Tennyson's Songs ... James Ripley Osgood Sin vista previa disponible - 2017 |
Términos y frases comunes
apple tree BARBARA FRIETCHIE beauty beneath BERKSHIRE FESTIVAL blessed blood blossoms blue Bob-o'-link breath bright brow brown calm chain chee clouds crown cultured brain dank and lone dark dead dost dream earth EARTH'S CHILDREN ERYA eyes Faneuil Hall fathers fetters flowers Freedom friends gay woods gentle glad God's grass grave gray green hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy HYMN Katydid land laugh LE MARAIS leaves light lips look Lord lords of Chios maize Massachusetts mighty Moloch mountain murmur nebber night o'er poor prayer rice-swamp dank rock rolls round shade shadow shalt shame slave slavery smile soft sold and gone song soul sound Spink stars STETHOSCOPE stream summer sweet swell tell thee There's thine thou art tread truth vale voice wander waters waves wild wind-flower winds woods wrong young
Pasajes populares
Página 15 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 8 - 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 102 - And shook it forth with a royal will. "Shoot, if you must, this old gray head, But spare your country's flag,
Página 41 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Página 8 - 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; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being...
Página 58 - Little of all we value here Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking queer. In fact, there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. This is a moral that runs at large; (Take it.
Página 50 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Página 26 - THE stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies. I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month! in praise of thee; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring.
Página 10 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow them. So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which 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 13 - Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side? There is a Power, whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost.