The Poets and Poetry of AmericaParry and McMillan, 1855 - 622 頁 |
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... fire ; the author of the " Magnalia " speaks of her poems as a " monument for her memory be- yond the stateliest marble ; " and JOHN Rogers , one of the presidents of Harvard College , in some verses addressed to her , says -- " Your ...
... fire ; the author of the " Magnalia " speaks of her poems as a " monument for her memory be- yond the stateliest marble ; " and JOHN Rogers , one of the presidents of Harvard College , in some verses addressed to her , says -- " Your ...
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... fire . ” In the next page he paints the rising of the sun- " By this AURORA doth with gold adorn The ever - beauteous eyelids of the morn ; And burning TITAN his exhaustless rays Bright in the eastern horizon displays ; Then , soon ...
... fire . ” In the next page he paints the rising of the sun- " By this AURORA doth with gold adorn The ever - beauteous eyelids of the morn ; And burning TITAN his exhaustless rays Bright in the eastern horizon displays ; Then , soon ...
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... fire , Does in the child his second self admire ; The fondling mother views the springing charms Of the young infant smiling in her arms , And when imperfect accents show the dawn Of rising reason , and the future man , Sweetly she ...
... fire , Does in the child his second self admire ; The fondling mother views the springing charms Of the young infant smiling in her arms , And when imperfect accents show the dawn Of rising reason , and the future man , Sweetly she ...
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... fire , With equal sweetness strives to sweep the lyre ; With equal justice fain would paint your praise , And by your name immortalize her lays . " Ofttimes with wonder and delight I stand To view the amazing conduct of your hand . At ...
... fire , With equal sweetness strives to sweep the lyre ; With equal justice fain would paint your praise , And by your name immortalize her lays . " Ofttimes with wonder and delight I stand To view the amazing conduct of your hand . At ...
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... fire . " The following lines are from this effusion : " Yet shall ye , flames , the wasting globe refine , And bid the skies with purer splendor shine . The earth , which the prolific fires consume , To beauty burns , and withers into ...
... fire . " The following lines are from this effusion : " Yet shall ye , flames , the wasting globe refine , And bid the skies with purer splendor shine . The earth , which the prolific fires consume , To beauty burns , and withers into ...
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第 172 頁 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom...
第 476 頁 - Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
第 171 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 182 頁 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, That lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, A beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves ; The gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, With the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, But the cold November rain Calls not, from out the gloomy earth, The lovely ones again.
第 362 頁 - THE RAINY DAY. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary.
第 357 頁 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals nor forts : The warrior's name would be a name abhorred ! And every nation that should lift again Its hand against a brother, on its forehead Would wear forevermore the curse of Cain!
第 470 頁 - But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we ; And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee...
第 172 頁 - So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. 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 173 頁 - Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower, With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visible token of the upholding Love, That are the soul of this wide universe.
第 218 頁 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.