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art thou bear beautiful beneath blue streams borne bosom breast breath breeze bright bright land bright wave brow burst dark dead death deep didst dreams dust dwell earth ev'n fade faint fair brow falchion farewell father fear fill'd floating fount glance gleam gloom glow gone grave grief hath hear heard heart Heaven hills holy hour hush'd joyous Lake of Lucerne land leaves light lone look look'd lov'd lyre midst mighty mirth mother mournful night o'er Odin Oronoco pale pass'd pines pour'd prayer rest rills Rio verde round Sea-king seem'd shades shadows shining silent sleep smile soft song soul sound Spain spear spirit stars storm streams sunny sweet tears thee Theseus thine things thou art Thou hast thou wert thought tone unto voice wakeful eye wandering wave weep whisper wild wind woods wouldst young youth
第 244 頁 - say, father ! say, If yet my task is done ? " He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. " Speak, father!" once again he cried, " If I may yet be gone ! And" — but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on.
第 245 頁 - And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair, And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair; And shouted but once more aloud, 'My father! must I stay?
第 278 頁 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
第 243 頁 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled ; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead.
第 274 頁 - tis lovely! — childhood's lip and cheek, Mantling beneath its earnest brow of thought, Gaze, — yet what seest thou in those fair, and meek, And fragile things, as but for sunshine wrought ? Thou seest what grief must nurture for the sky, What death must fashion for eternity ! Oh!
第 248 頁 - With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
第 277 頁 - Day is for mortal care, Eve, for glad meetings round the joyous hearth, Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer ; But all for thee, thou mightiest of the earth...
第 91 頁 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.