The American Library of Art, Literature and Song, 第 2 卷Carson Stewart & Company, 1886 |
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... hand , and said , on his visit to the United States , in 1876 , that one of the two things he most desired to see was Longfellow . The poet was born in Portland , Maine , on the 27th of February , 1807. He was the son of the Hon ...
... hand , and said , on his visit to the United States , in 1876 , that one of the two things he most desired to see was Longfellow . The poet was born in Portland , Maine , on the 27th of February , 1807. He was the son of the Hon ...
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... hand To the land of the great departed , Into the silent land . " Thither , on the 24th of March , 1882 , after a life of purity , peace , benevolence and high imaginings , the poet was led with gentle hand to join in " the seven - fold ...
... hand To the land of the great departed , Into the silent land . " Thither , on the 24th of March , 1882 , after a life of purity , peace , benevolence and high imaginings , the poet was led with gentle hand to join in " the seven - fold ...
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... hand guides them for the life of all things . " " And what , " said the voice of Arbaces , ' are these galleries that , strangely and fit- fully illumined , stretch on either hand into the abyss of gloom ? " Arbaces felt himself tremble ...
... hand guides them for the life of all things . " " And what , " said the voice of Arbaces , ' are these galleries that , strangely and fit- fully illumined , stretch on either hand into the abyss of gloom ? " Arbaces felt himself tremble ...
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... hand . Self - murder ! Name it not . Shall Nature , swerving from her earliest dic- tate , Self - preservation , fall by her own act ? Forbid it , Heaven ! Let not upon disgust The shameless hand be foully crimsoned o'er With blood of ...
... hand . Self - murder ! Name it not . Shall Nature , swerving from her earliest dic- tate , Self - preservation , fall by her own act ? Forbid it , Heaven ! Let not upon disgust The shameless hand be foully crimsoned o'er With blood of ...
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... Hand - Book of London , 2d ed . , 1850 , p . 254 . called " Retaliation , " which has been much admired and gone through several editions . The public in general have been mistaken in imagining that this poem was written in anger by the ...
... Hand - Book of London , 2d ed . , 1850 , p . 254 . called " Retaliation , " which has been much admired and gone through several editions . The public in general have been mistaken in imagining that this poem was written in anger by the ...
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第 100 頁 - 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.
第 100 頁 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
第 102 頁 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
第 379 頁 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue.
第 22 頁 - Though fraught with all learning, yet straining his throat To persuade Tommy Townshend to lend him a vote ; Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit, Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit : For a patriot, too cool ; for a drudge, disobedient ; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, Sir, To eat mutton cold, and...
第 88 頁 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
第 498 頁 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns," he said: Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
第 294 頁 - Wha will be a traitor knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a slave? Let him turn and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Freeman stand, or freeman fa'?
第 379 頁 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
第 198 頁 - WITH deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would, In the days of childhood, Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder, Sweet Cork, of thee, — With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.