The Gypsy Trail: An Anthology for Campers, เล่มที่ 1M. Kennerley, 1914 - 397 หน้า |
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... hand delivers All the mountain - prisoned rivers , And thy great heart beats and quivers To revive the days that were , Make me over , mother April , When the sap begins to stir ! Take my dust and all my dreaming , Count my heart ...
... hand delivers All the mountain - prisoned rivers , And thy great heart beats and quivers To revive the days that were , Make me over , mother April , When the sap begins to stir ! Take my dust and all my dreaming , Count my heart ...
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... hands should pin him Fixed forever in mid - air . Make me even sport for swallows , Like the soaring gargoyle there ! Give me the old clue to follow , Through the labyrinth of night ! Clod of clay with heart of fire , Things that burrow ...
... hands should pin him Fixed forever in mid - air . Make me even sport for swallows , Like the soaring gargoyle there ! Give me the old clue to follow , Through the labyrinth of night ! Clod of clay with heart of fire , Things that burrow ...
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... hand ( more than all science ever taught ) , The near contact , the dear , dear mother so close , the twilight sky and the young tree - tops against it ; The huts on the mountain - side , companionable of the sun and the winds , the ...
... hand ( more than all science ever taught ) , The near contact , the dear , dear mother so close , the twilight sky and the young tree - tops against it ; The huts on the mountain - side , companionable of the sun and the winds , the ...
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... hands round her knees , and cling ? O that man's heart were as fire and could spring to her , Fire , or the strength of the streams that spring ! For the stars and the winds are unto her As raiment , as songs of the harp - player ; For ...
... hands round her knees , and cling ? O that man's heart were as fire and could spring to her , Fire , or the strength of the streams that spring ! For the stars and the winds are unto her As raiment , as songs of the harp - player ; For ...
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... hand , And eternity in an hour . William Blake Die Geisterwelt ist nicht verschlossen ; Dein Sinn ist zu , dein Herz ist tot ! Auf , bade , Schüler , unverdrossen Die ird'sche Brust im Morgenrot ! Goethe SURSUM CORDA O THE CANTICLE OF ...
... hand , And eternity in an hour . William Blake Die Geisterwelt ist nicht verschlossen ; Dein Sinn ist zu , dein Herz ist tot ! Auf , bade , Schüler , unverdrossen Die ird'sche Brust im Morgenrot ! Goethe SURSUM CORDA O THE CANTICLE OF ...
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Algernon Charles Swinburne Behold beneath birds Bliss Carman blow blue boughs breast breath bright calm Camelot clouds dark dear death deep doth dream earth Edward Carpenter eternal eyes fair feet fire flame float flower foam forest forever glad gleam golden green happy Hark hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills Joseph von Eichendorff Lady of Shalott land laugh leaves Leetle Lac Grenier light live lone Lord Lord Tennyson Matthew Arnold moon morning mountain never night o'er ocean Percy Bysshe Shelley pine rain Ralph Waldo Emerson river road rocks round sail Samian wine shadow shining shore silent sing sleep snow soft song soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet thee thine things thou art thro tree unto vale voice Walt Whitman wander waters waves weary wild William Wordsworth wind wings woods yellow
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หน้า 368 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
หน้า 385 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day...
หน้า 332 - Wherever nature led: more like a man Flying from something that he dreads than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all.
หน้า 50 - THEN the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said : Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? Gird up now thy loins like a man; For I will demand of thee and answer thou me.
หน้า 357 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
หน้า 333 - What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
หน้า 83 - ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly , both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
หน้า 334 - My dear, dear Friend, and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes.
หน้า 396 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy ! O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
หน้า 251 - Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro' the wave that runs forever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot.