Voices of the night. Ballads & other poems. Poems on slavery. The Spanish studentJ. R. Osgood & Company, 1873 |
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... FLOWERS THE LIGHT OF STARS 9 15 16 18 19 FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS 21 FLOWERS THE BELEAGUERED CITY 23 26 MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR 28 EARLIER POEMS . AN APRIL DAY AUTUMN WOODS IN WINTER 333 HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM ...
... FLOWERS THE LIGHT OF STARS 9 15 16 18 19 FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS 21 FLOWERS THE BELEAGUERED CITY 23 26 MIDNIGHT MASS FOR THE DYING YEAR 28 EARLIER POEMS . AN APRIL DAY AUTUMN WOODS IN WINTER 333 HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM ...
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... flower . Visions of childhood ! Stay , O stay ! Ye were so sweet and wild ! And distant voices seemed to say , " It cannot be ! They pass away ! Other themes demand thy lay ; Thou art no more a child ! " The land of Song within thee ...
... flower . Visions of childhood ! Stay , O stay ! Ye were so sweet and wild ! And distant voices seemed to say , " It cannot be ! They pass away ! Other themes demand thy lay ; Thou art no more a child ! " The land of Song within thee ...
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... 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 labor and to wait . B THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS HERE is a Reaper , A Psalm of Life 17.
... 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 labor and to wait . B THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS HERE is a Reaper , A Psalm of Life 17.
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... flowers that grow between . " Shall I have naught that is fair ? " saith he ; " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me , I will give them all back again . " He gazed at the flowers with ...
... flowers that grow between . " Shall I have naught that is fair ? " saith he ; " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me , I will give them all back again . " He gazed at the flowers with ...
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... flowers away . THE LIGHT OF STARS HE night is come , but not too soon ; THE And sinking silently , All silently , the little moon Drops down behind the sky . There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars ; And the ...
... flowers away . THE LIGHT OF STARS HE night is come , but not too soon ; THE And sinking silently , All silently , the little moon Drops down behind the sky . There is no light in earth or heaven But the cold light of stars ; And the ...
Términos y frases comunes
Alcalá angel ANGELICA Art thou BALTASAR BARTOLOMÉ beautiful behold Beltran Cruzado Beware birds blessed breast breath bright brooklet cachucha Calés child CHISPA clouds Count of Lara dance dark dead Death DOLORES DON CARLOS Don Dinero Dost thou doth dream earth Exeunt eyes fair faith fall father fear flowers FRANCISCO gentle gleams gold golden grave Gypsy hand hear heart heaven holy HYPOLITO Jorge Manrique land leaves Life's light lips look LOPE DE VEGA Luck of Edenhall maiden MARTINA midnight night Nils Juel o'er PADRE CURA PEDRO CRESPO Pray prayer PRECIOSA red planet Mars ring Saint sang SCENE shadows silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound speak star stood sweet tears tell thee thine thou art Thou hast thou shalt Timoneda unto village voice wait wave weary wild wind woods youth
Pasajes populares
Página 164 - In happy homes he saw the light Of household fires gleam warm and bright; Above, the spectral glaciers shone, And from his lips escaped a groan, Excelsior! "Try not the Pass!
Página 16 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 147 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long ; His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat ; He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Página 107 - She was a Prince's child, I but a Viking wild, And though she blushed and smiled, I was discarded! Should not the dove so white Follow the sea-mew's flight, Why did they leave that night Her nest unguarded? "Scarce had I put to sea, Bearing the maid with me, — Fairest of all was she Among the Norsemen ! — When on the white sea-strand, Waving his armed hand, Saw we old Hildebrand, With twenty horsemen.
Página 16 - The manifold, soft chimes, That fill the haunted chambers of the Night, Like some old poet's rhymes. From the cool cisterns of the midnight air My spirit drank repose ; The fountain of perpetual peace flows there, — From those deep cisterns flows.
Página 112 - And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand.
Página 105 - O'er the dark sea I flew With the marauders. Wild was the life we led; Many the souls that sped, Many the hearts that bled.
Página 50 - Onward its course the present keeps, Onward the constant current sweeps, Till life is done ; And, did we judge of time aright, The past and future in their flight Would be as one. Let no one fondly dream again, That Hope and all her shadowy train Will not decay; Fleeting as were the dreams of old, Remembered like a tale that 's told, They pass away.
Página 19 - THE night is come, but not too soon ; And sinking silently, All silently, the little moon Drops down behind the sky. There is no light in earth or heaven, But the cold light of stars ; And the first watch of night is given To the red planet Mars.
Página 162 - Gazing, with a timid glance, On the brooklet's swift advance, On the river's broad expanse ! Deep and still, that gliding stream Beautiful to thee must seem, As the river of a dream. Then why pause with indecision, When bright angels in thy vision Beckon thee to fields Elysian ? VOL.