Readings in American Poetry: For the Use of SchoolsJohn C. Riker, 1843 - 264 páginas |
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... storms , And white the shore with snow . The mists , that wrapp'd the Pilgrim's sleep , Still brood upon the tide ; And his rocks yet keep their watch by the deep , To stay its waves of pride . But the snow - white sail , that he gave ...
... storms , And white the shore with snow . The mists , that wrapp'd the Pilgrim's sleep , Still brood upon the tide ; And his rocks yet keep their watch by the deep , To stay its waves of pride . But the snow - white sail , that he gave ...
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... storm Spake bitter things . His weary children slept , And he , with head declined , sat listening long To the swoln waters of the Illinois , Dashing against their shores . Starting , he spake : " Wife ! did I see thee brush away a tear ...
... storm Spake bitter things . His weary children slept , And he , with head declined , sat listening long To the swoln waters of the Illinois , Dashing against their shores . Starting , he spake : " Wife ! did I see thee brush away a tear ...
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... storm at sea ; Thy cry is weak and scared , As if thy mates had shared The doom of us : Thy wail- What does it bring to me ? Thou call'st along the sand , and haunt'st the surge , Restless and sad , as if , in strange accord With the ...
... storm at sea ; Thy cry is weak and scared , As if thy mates had shared The doom of us : Thy wail- What does it bring to me ? Thou call'st along the sand , and haunt'st the surge , Restless and sad , as if , in strange accord With the ...
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... storm ; Now answers , like a courtly dame , The reddening surges o'er , With flying scarf of spangled flame , The Pharos of the shore . To - night yon pilot shall not sleep , Who trims his narrow'd sail ; To - night yon frigate scarce ...
... storm ; Now answers , like a courtly dame , The reddening surges o'er , With flying scarf of spangled flame , The Pharos of the shore . To - night yon pilot shall not sleep , Who trims his narrow'd sail ; To - night yon frigate scarce ...
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... storms Has made the top of the wave his own : And when the ship from his fury flies , Where the myriad voices of ocean roar , When the wind - god frowns in the murky skies , And demons are waiting the wreck on shore ; Then far below in ...
... storms Has made the top of the wave his own : And when the ship from his fury flies , Where the myriad voices of ocean roar , When the wind - god frowns in the murky skies , And demons are waiting the wreck on shore ; Then far below in ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ALBERT PIKE ALNWICK CASTLE beauty beneath bird blessed bands bloom blue breast breath breeze bright brow CARLOS WILCOX cheek cloud cold dark dead death deep dream earth Excelsior faded fair FITZ-GREENE HALLECK flowers forest gale gaze gentle gloom glorious glory glow grave GRAY FOREST-EAGLE green hand hath hear heart heaven HENRY W hills hour lake land leaves life's light lips lonely look morning mountain N. P. WILLIS night o'er pale pass'd pinions pour'd prayer R. H. DANA round sail shade shore sigh silent sleep slumbers smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stars storm stream sweep sweet swell tears thee thine Thou art thou hast thoughts throne thundering bands tomb tree twilight URSA MAJOR voice WASHINGTON ALLSTON waters waves weary whip-poor-will wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT winds wing woods youth
Pasajes populares
Página 83 - Toiling—rejoicing—sorrowing— Onward through life he goes : Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted—something done, Has earn'da night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of Life Our fortunes must be wrought, Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Página 150 - AT, tear her tatter'd ensign down! Long has it waved on high, And many an eye has danced to see That banner in the sky ; Beneath it rung the battle-shout, And burst the cannon's roar; The meteor of the ocean air Shall sweep the clouds no more I Her deck, once red with heroes
Página 150 - hulk Should sink beneath the wave; Her thunders shook the mighty deep, And there should be her grave; Nail to the mast her holy flag, Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms,— The lightning and the gale!
Página 62 - the hours of Day are number'd, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul that slumber'd, To a holy, calm delight; Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful firelight Dance upon the parlour wall; Then the forms of the departed
Página 13 - voice—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 is laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that
Página 258 - The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, And patter their doleful prayers ;— But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain! There he stands, in the foul weather, The foolish, fond Old Year, Crown'd with wild flowers and with heather, Like weak, despised Lear, A king,—a king
Página 104 - fly In triumph o'er his closing eye. Flag of the free heart's hope and home! By angel hands to valour given; Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. For ever float that standard sheet! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us! THE
Página 63 - Utter'd not, yet comprehended, Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, Breathing from her lips of air. Oh, though oft depress'd and lonely, All my fears are laid aside If I but remember only Such as these have lived and died I
Página 20 - solemn main, A forlorn and shipwreck'd brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. Let us, then, be up and doing, With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Learn to labour and to wait.
Página 44 - BRYANT. THOU unrelenting Past! Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain, And fetters, sure and fast, Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign. Far in thy realm withdrawn Old empires sit in sullenness and gloom, And glorious ages gone Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb. Childhood, with all its mirth, Youth, manhood,