Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and EnglishJeannette Leonard Gilder Cassell, 1886 - 683 หน้า |
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... gold . Even in Shake- speare the very part of him which is generally admitted to be his true body - may be found an occasional admixture of triviality , doggerel or bombast , out of place and out of char- acter , which would not be ...
... gold . Even in Shake- speare the very part of him which is generally admitted to be his true body - may be found an occasional admixture of triviality , doggerel or bombast , out of place and out of char- acter , which would not be ...
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... gold , or stone ? Prone on the sun - scorched plain without the gates The camels make their moan . All this is mine , as I lie dreaming here , High on the windy terrace , day by day ; And mine the children's laughter , sweet and clear ...
... gold , or stone ? Prone on the sun - scorched plain without the gates The camels make their moan . All this is mine , as I lie dreaming here , High on the windy terrace , day by day ; And mine the children's laughter , sweet and clear ...
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... gold were dyed , — The hen sits at rest in the hidden nest , And her mate sings glad at her side . SWANSCOMBE , April , 1857 . THE RAJAH'S RIDE . A PUNJAB SONG . Now is the Devil - horse come to Sindh ! Wah ! wah ! Gooroo ! -that is ...
... gold were dyed , — The hen sits at rest in the hidden nest , And her mate sings glad at her side . SWANSCOMBE , April , 1857 . THE RAJAH'S RIDE . A PUNJAB SONG . Now is the Devil - horse come to Sindh ! Wah ! wah ! Gooroo ! -that is ...
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... man ! " Then they gave him a khillut and gold , All for his honor and grace and truth ; Send him back to his mountain - hold— Muslim manners have touch of ruth ; Send him back , with dances and drum- Wah ! THE RAJAH'S RIDE . 23.
... man ! " Then they gave him a khillut and gold , All for his honor and grace and truth ; Send him back to his mountain - hold— Muslim manners have touch of ruth ; Send him back , with dances and drum- Wah ! THE RAJAH'S RIDE . 23.
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... gold throne in the heart of the sea , And the youngest sate on her knee . She comb'd its bright hair , and she tended it well , When down swung the sound of a far - off bell . She sigh'd , she look'd up through the clear green 26 ...
... gold throne in the heart of the sea , And the youngest sate on her knee . She comb'd its bright hair , and she tended it well , When down swung the sound of a far - off bell . She sigh'd , she look'd up through the clear green 26 ...
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Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and English Jeannette Leonard Gilder มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1886 |
Representative Poems of Living Poets: American and English Jeannette Leonard Gilder มุมมองทั้งเล่ม - 1886 |
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Æsir Arcady beautiful beneath bird bloom blue blue air brave breast breath bright brow Cherub band Christ clouds cried Dæmon dark dead dear death deep Dehu Delphi dream earth Edward Dowden eyes face fair fear feet flame flowers Fortunate Isles gaze gleam glory God's gold golden grass gray hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy kiss knew Lahore laugh life's light lips LITTLE MURIEL live look lyre merciful bands morning neath never night Njörd o'er once pain pale poets rose round Runjeet sang shadow shining silent sing Skadi skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stand stars stood strange sweet tears tender thee thine things thou thought tree trembling Twas twixt voice wave wild arm wind wings woman wonder word
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หน้า 423 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays: Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, grasping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
หน้า 327 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom; And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
หน้า 424 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings. He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best?
หน้า 325 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
หน้า 119 - And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair. And the meal, the rich dates yellowed over with gold dust divine, And the...
หน้า 91 - Therefore to whom turn I but to thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from thee who art ever the same? Doubt that thy power can fill the heart that thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
หน้า 423 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
หน้า 28 - And anon there breaks a sigh, And anon there drops a tear, From a sorrow-clouded eye, And a heart sorrow-laden, A long, long sigh; For the cold strange eyes of a little Mermaiden And the gleam of her golden hair. Come away, away children; Come children, come down! The hoarse wind blows coldly; Lights shine in the town.
หน้า 417 - Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame, The kindly- earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
หน้า 425 - Zekle crep' up quite unbeknown An' peeked in thru' the winder, An' there sot Huldy all alone, 'Ith no one nigh to hender. A fireplace filled the room's one side With half a cord o' wood in — There warn't no stoves (tell comfort died) To bake ye to a puddin'.