AmericaHoughton, Mifflin, 1879 |
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第 11 頁
... song of mine THIS Is a Song of the Vine , To be sung by the glowing embers Of wayside inns , When the rain begins To darken the drear Novembers . It is not a song Of the Scuppernong , From INTRODUCTORY . 11 J J Piatt H W Longfellow A ...
... song of mine THIS Is a Song of the Vine , To be sung by the glowing embers Of wayside inns , When the rain begins To darken the drear Novembers . It is not a song Of the Scuppernong , From INTRODUCTORY . 11 J J Piatt H W Longfellow A ...
第 12 頁
It is not a song Of the Scuppernong , From warm Carolinian valleys , Nor the Isabel And the Muscadel That bask in our garden alleys . Nor the red Mustang , Whose clusters hang O'er the waves of the Colorado , And the fiery flood Of ...
It is not a song Of the Scuppernong , From warm Carolinian valleys , Nor the Isabel And the Muscadel That bask in our garden alleys . Nor the red Mustang , Whose clusters hang O'er the waves of the Colorado , And the fiery flood Of ...
第 13 頁
... And to praise it , one needs but name it ; For Catawba wine Has need of no sign , No tavern - bush to proclaim it . And this Song of the Vine , This greeting of mine , The winds and the birds shall deliver To the Queen INTRODUCTORY . 13.
... And to praise it , one needs but name it ; For Catawba wine Has need of no sign , No tavern - bush to proclaim it . And this Song of the Vine , This greeting of mine , The winds and the birds shall deliver To the Queen INTRODUCTORY . 13.
第 25 頁
... songs had been Before the Southern sword knew blood and rust , Before wild cavalry sprang from the dust , Over in Kentucky . Perhaps But , since two eyes , half full of tears , Half full of sleep , would love to keep awake With fairy ...
... songs had been Before the Southern sword knew blood and rust , Before wild cavalry sprang from the dust , Over in Kentucky . Perhaps But , since two eyes , half full of tears , Half full of sleep , would love to keep awake With fairy ...
第 27 頁
... song for my old Kentucky home , For our old Kentucky home far away . They hunt no more for the ' possum and the coon , On the meadow , the hill , and the shore ; -They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon , On the bench by the old ...
... song for my old Kentucky home , For our old Kentucky home far away . They hunt no more for the ' possum and the coon , On the meadow , the hill , and the shore ; -They sing no more by the glimmer of the moon , On the bench by the old ...
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第 216 頁 - Which I wish to remark, And my language is plain, That for ways that are dark And for tricks that are vain, The heathen Chinee is peculiar, Which the same I would rise to explain.
第 5 頁 - WE cross the prairie as of old The pilgrims crossed the sea, To make the West, as they the East, The homestead of the free...
第 195 頁 - And, if a member don't agree with his peculiar whim, To lay for that same member for to "put a head" on him. Now nothing could be finer or more beautiful to see Than the first six months' proceedings of that same Society, Till Brown of Calaveras brought a lot of fossil bones That he found within a tunnel near the tenement of Jones. Then Brown he read a paper, and he reconstructed there, From those same bones, an animal that was extremely rare; And Jones then asked the chair for a suspension of the...
第 213 頁 - Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind, Of the Northwest wind, Keewaydin, To the Islands of the Blessed, To the kingdom of Ponemah, To the land of the Hereafter ! VOCABULAEY THE SONG OF HIAWATHA.
第 215 頁 - But the hands that were played By that heathen Chinee, And the points that he made Were quite frightful to see, — Till at last he put down a right bower, Which the same Nye had dealt unto me. Then I looked up at Nye, And he gazed upon me ; And he rose with a sigh, And said, " Can this be ? We are ruined by Chinese cheap labour," And he went for that heathen Chinee.
第 140 頁 - ... came across the eastern deep, Fills the savannas with his murmurings, And hides his sweets, as in the golden age, Within the hollow oak. I listen long To his domestic hum, and think I hear The sound of that advancing multitude Which soon shall fill these deserts. From the ground Comes up the laugh of children, the soft voice Of maidens, and the sweet and solemn hymn Of Sabbath worshippers.
第 46 頁 - Bathe now in the stream before you, Wash the war-paint from your faces, Wash the blood-stains from your fingers, Bury your war-clubs and your weapons, Break the red stone from this quarry, Mould and make it into Peace-Pipes, Take the reeds that grow beside you, Deck them with your brightest feathers, Smoke the calumet together, And as brothers live henceforward...
第 212 頁 - And with speed it darted forward. And the evening sun descending Set the clonds on fire with redness, Burned the broad sky, like a prairie, Left upon the level water, One long track and trail of splendor, Down whose stream, as down a river, Westward, westward Hiawatha Sailed into the fiery sunset, Sailed into the purple vapors, Sailed into the dusk of evening.
第 137 頁 - The hand that built the firmament hath heaved And smoothed these verdant swells, and sown their slopes With herbage, planted them with island groves, And hedged them round with forests.
第 214 頁 - I wish to remark, And my language is plain, That for ways that are dark And for tricks that are vain, The heathen Chinee is peculiar, Which the same I would rise to explain. Ah Sin was his name; And I shall not deny, In regard to the same, What that name might imply; 10 But his smile it was pensive and childlike, As I frequent remarked to Bill Nye.