ParnassusRalph Waldo Emerson Houghton, Mifflin and Company, 1881 - 534 pages |
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... arms , while both contend To win her grace whom all com- mend . There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe , with taper clear , And pomp , and feast , and revelry , With mask , and antique pageantry , Such sights as youthful poets dream ...
... arms , while both contend To win her grace whom all com- mend . There let Hymen oft appear In saffron robe , with taper clear , And pomp , and feast , and revelry , With mask , and antique pageantry , Such sights as youthful poets dream ...
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... arm still lustier , breast more daring , The wave all roughened ; with a swimmer's stroke Flinging the billows back from my drenched hair , And laughing from my lip the auda- cious brine , Which kissed it like a wine - cup , ris- ing o ...
... arm still lustier , breast more daring , The wave all roughened ; with a swimmer's stroke Flinging the billows back from my drenched hair , And laughing from my lip the auda- cious brine , Which kissed it like a wine - cup , ris- ing o ...
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... arms are swiftly swung : She holds her way , and I look with joy For the first white spray o'er the bul- warks flung . " Let go , and haul ! " ' Tis the last command , And the head - sails fill to the blast once more : Astern and to ...
... arms are swiftly swung : She holds her way , and I look with joy For the first white spray o'er the bul- warks flung . " Let go , and haul ! " ' Tis the last command , And the head - sails fill to the blast once more : Astern and to ...
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... arms of the blast . That orbed maiden , with white fire laden , Whom mortals call the moon , Glides glimmering o'er my fleece- like floor , By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet , Which only the ...
... arms of the blast . That orbed maiden , with white fire laden , Whom mortals call the moon , Glides glimmering o'er my fleece- like floor , By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet , Which only the ...
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... arms breathe out the tender tale , Beneath the milk - white thorn that scents the ev'ning gale ! " But now the supper crowns their simple board , The halesome parritch , chief o ' Scotia's food : The soupe their only hawkie does afford ...
... arms breathe out the tender tale , Beneath the milk - white thorn that scents the ev'ning gale ! " But now the supper crowns their simple board , The halesome parritch , chief o ' Scotia's food : The soupe their only hawkie does afford ...
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