American poems, selected and ed. by W.M. RossettiWard, 1873 - 512页 |
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... Hour 417 Near Shore . 419 Across the River 421 THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH- December 1863 422 The Moorland 423 Piscataqua River 424 Pythagoras 425 Invocation to Sleep 428 Pursuit and Possession 429 Miracles 429 Fredericksburg 430 EDMUND ...
... Hour 417 Near Shore . 419 Across the River 421 THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH- December 1863 422 The Moorland 423 Piscataqua River 424 Pythagoras 425 Invocation to Sleep 428 Pursuit and Possession 429 Miracles 429 Fredericksburg 430 EDMUND ...
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... hour of day When the last lingering ray Stops on the highest cloud to play— So thought the gentle Rosalie , As on her maiden reverie First fell the strain of him who stole In music to her soul . JOHN PIERPONT . [ Born in 1785 , died ...
... hour of day When the last lingering ray Stops on the highest cloud to play— So thought the gentle Rosalie , As on her maiden reverie First fell the strain of him who stole In music to her soul . JOHN PIERPONT . [ Born in 1785 , died ...
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... 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 . When thoughts Of the last bitter hour ...
... 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 . When thoughts Of the last bitter hour ...
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... hours ago ; Ye bore the murmuring bee ; ye tossed the hair O'er maiden cheeks , that took a fresher glow ; Ye rolled the round white cloud through depths of blue ; Ye shook from shaded flowers the lingering dew ; Before you the ...
... hours ago ; Ye bore the murmuring bee ; ye tossed the hair O'er maiden cheeks , that took a fresher glow ; Ye rolled the round white cloud through depths of blue ; Ye shook from shaded flowers the lingering dew ; Before you the ...
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... hour , Shall brighten , and thy form shall tower ; And when thy sisters , elder born , Would brand thy name with words of scorn , Before thine eye , Upon their lips the taunt shall die ! THE RIVULET . THIS little rill that from the ...
... hour , Shall brighten , and thy form shall tower ; And when thy sisters , elder born , Would brand thy name with words of scorn , Before thine eye , Upon their lips the taunt shall die ! THE RIVULET . THIS little rill that from the ...
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Abraham Davenport American poetry amid angels Annabel Lee Azteque beauty bells beneath bird bloom Born breath bright brow clouds cold Dæmon dark dead dear death deep door dream earth Edgar Poe eternal evermore eyes face fair fear feet flowers gentle gleam glow gold golden grave green grey hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills Israfel Joaquin Miller lake land leaves light living lonely look MARGARET FULLER OSSOLI Martha Mason MEXITLIS moon morning mountain murmur never night o'er pale passed poems poet Quoth the Raven Ramoth rill river round Saadi seemed shade shadows shalt shining shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile snow song soul sound Spring stars stream strong summer sweet tell thine thou thought of thee trees voice walked Walt Whitman wandered waters wave weary wild wind wings woods
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第15页 - 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10页 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
第226页 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never — nevermore.
第321页 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will...
第223页 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '' Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
第321页 - Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and...
第16页 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
第216页 - The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere — The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year...
第203页 - It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
第15页 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...