Poetical Works of William Cullen Bryant1883 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 43 筆
第 17 頁
... stands Of leagued and rival states , the wonder of the lands XVL Oh , Greece ! thy flourishing cities were a spoil Unto each other ; thy hard hand oppressed And crushed the helpless ; thou didst make thy soil Drunk with the blood of ...
... stands Of leagued and rival states , the wonder of the lands XVL Oh , Greece ! thy flourishing cities were a spoil Unto each other ; thy hard hand oppressed And crushed the helpless ; thou didst make thy soil Drunk with the blood of ...
第 42 頁
... stand upon their ashes in thy beam , The offspring of another race , I stand , Beside a stream they loved , this valley stream ; And where the night - fire of the quivered band Showed the gray oak by fits , and war - song rung , I teach ...
... stand upon their ashes in thy beam , The offspring of another race , I stand , Beside a stream they loved , this valley stream ; And where the night - fire of the quivered band Showed the gray oak by fits , and war - song rung , I teach ...
第 46 頁
... at their birth , and blotted out His image . Thou dost mark them flushed with hope , As on the threshold of their vast designs Doubtful and loose they stand , and strik'st them down . HYMN TO DEATH . 47 Alas ! I little thought 16 POEMS .
... at their birth , and blotted out His image . Thou dost mark them flushed with hope , As on the threshold of their vast designs Doubtful and loose they stand , and strik'st them down . HYMN TO DEATH . 47 Alas ! I little thought 16 POEMS .
第 47 頁
... in mockery of prayer , Are left to cumber earth . Shuddering I look On what is written , yet I blot not out The desultory numbers ; let them stand , The record of an idle revery . THE MASSACRE AT SCIO . WEEP not for Scio's children.
... in mockery of prayer , Are left to cumber earth . Shuddering I look On what is written , yet I blot not out The desultory numbers ; let them stand , The record of an idle revery . THE MASSACRE AT SCIO . WEEP not for Scio's children.
第 69 頁
... stand'st , The haunts of men below thee , and around The mountain summits , thy expanding heart Shall feel a kindred with that loftier world To which thou art translated , and partake The enlargement of thy vision . Thou shalt look Upon ...
... stand'st , The haunts of men below thee , and around The mountain summits , thy expanding heart Shall feel a kindred with that loftier world To which thou art translated , and partake The enlargement of thy vision . Thou shalt look Upon ...
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第 25 頁 - Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun; the vales, Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods; rivers that move In majesty ; and the complaining brooks, That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
第 103 頁 - Till fell the frost from the clear, cold heaven, as falls the plague on men, And the brightness of their smile was gone from upland, glade and glen. And now, when comes the calm, mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home, When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them...
第 25 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 30 頁 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost, All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
第 30 頁 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart, Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone Will lead my steps aright.
第 25 頁 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there; And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
第 87 頁 - Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And shot towards heaven. The century-living crow, Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died Among their branches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with...
第 118 頁 - There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea. And look at the broad-faced sun, how he smiles On the dewy earth that smiles in his ray, On the leaping waters and gay young isles ; Ay, look, and he'll smile thy gloom away.
第 88 頁 - My heart is awed within me, when I think Of the great miracle that still goes on, In silence, round me — the perpetual work Of thy creation, finished, yet renewed Forever.
第 24 頁 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder and grow sick at heart — Go forth under the open sky and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around, Earth and her waters, and the depths of air, Comes a still voice...