Everybody's Book of Short Poems: Selected from Out-of-the-way SourcesSaxon & Company, 1895 - Всего страниц: 319 |
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Стр. 22
... peace of childhood's day . And on the lips the faint smile almost said : " None knows life's secret but the happy dead . " So gazing where she lay we knew that pain And parting could not cleave her soul again . And we were sure that ...
... peace of childhood's day . And on the lips the faint smile almost said : " None knows life's secret but the happy dead . " So gazing where she lay we knew that pain And parting could not cleave her soul again . And we were sure that ...
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... peace , Ev'n so I would that in thy path some gentle birth Of sacred recollections , when shall cease The music of to - day , may aught of bliss impart , To comfort thee , sweetheart . Good - bye , sweetheart ! I hear the vesper voices ...
... peace , Ev'n so I would that in thy path some gentle birth Of sacred recollections , when shall cease The music of to - day , may aught of bliss impart , To comfort thee , sweetheart . Good - bye , sweetheart ! I hear the vesper voices ...
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... peace by day . And still I fear to come again , And balf misdoubt my wondrous gain ; And half misdoubt that I have dreamed thou didst not say me nay . -Jennie W. Netter . FIRST LOVE . How does a woman love ? Once , no more , Though life ...
... peace by day . And still I fear to come again , And balf misdoubt my wondrous gain ; And half misdoubt that I have dreamed thou didst not say me nay . -Jennie W. Netter . FIRST LOVE . How does a woman love ? Once , no more , Though life ...
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... peace reigns here and Love is queen . Two subjects in my kingdom dwell , One has an eye of azure , And smiles upon her fair face tell Of pure and perfect pleasure ; And one has hair of raven hue , And eyes of hazel beauty , And whate'er ...
... peace reigns here and Love is queen . Two subjects in my kingdom dwell , One has an eye of azure , And smiles upon her fair face tell Of pure and perfect pleasure ; And one has hair of raven hue , And eyes of hazel beauty , And whate'er ...
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... peace were we , Of every day's calm bliss ! We had no goal to win , since he Was mine , and I was his ; And so we sighed in mute despair , And wished each other anywhere . But sorrow came one day - the pain Of Death's dark , awful fear ...
... peace were we , Of every day's calm bliss ! We had no goal to win , since he Was mine , and I was his ; And so we sighed in mute despair , And wished each other anywhere . But sorrow came one day - the pain Of Death's dark , awful fear ...
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Стр. 150 - No pity, Lord, could change the heart From red with wrong to white as wool ; The rod must heal the sin : but Lord, Be merciful to me, a fool...
Стр. 133 - In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in .His bosom that transfigures you and me ; As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
Стр. 168 - There shall be sung another golden age, The rise of empire and of arts, The good and great inspiring epic rage, The wisest heads and noblest hearts. " Not such as Europe breeds in her decay ; Such as she bred when fresh and young, When heavenly flame did animate her clay, By future poets shall be sung. " Westward the course of empire takes its way ; The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day ; Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Стр. 220 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ! Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Стр. 132 - Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Стр. 168 - In happy climes, where from the genial sun And virgin earth such scenes ensue, The force of Art by Nature seems outdone, And fancied beauties by the true : In happy climes, the seat of innocence...
Стр. 255 - JENNY kissed me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your list, put that in! Say I'm weary, say I'm sad, Say that health and wealth have missed me, Say I'm growing old, but add, Jenny kissed me.
Стр. 132 - As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on.
Стр. 98 - And out of a fabulous story We fashion an empire's glory: One man with a dream, at pleasure, Shall go forth and conquer a crown; And three with a new song's measure Can trample an empire down.
Стр. 100 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush...