Specimens of American Poetry: With Critical and Biographical Notices. In Three Volumes, Band 3S.G. Goodrich and Company, 1829 |
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... Star , 150 Song of the Stars , 151 Autumn Woods , 152 The Close of Autumn , 154 SAMUEL WEBBER , 155 Logan , 155 LEVI FRISBIE , 159 Morning Hymn , 159 Evening Hymn , 160 Dream , 161 MRS LITTLE , 162 Thanksgiving , 162 FITZ - GREENE ...
... Star , 150 Song of the Stars , 151 Autumn Woods , 152 The Close of Autumn , 154 SAMUEL WEBBER , 155 Logan , 155 LEVI FRISBIE , 159 Morning Hymn , 159 Evening Hymn , 160 Dream , 161 MRS LITTLE , 162 Thanksgiving , 162 FITZ - GREENE ...
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... stars are burning bright ; Yet still she looks towards the shore Beyond the waters black in night . " I ne'er shall see thee more ! Ye're many , waves , yet lonely seems your flow , And I'm alone - scarce know I where I go . " Sleep ...
... stars are burning bright ; Yet still she looks towards the shore Beyond the waters black in night . " I ne'er shall see thee more ! Ye're many , waves , yet lonely seems your flow , And I'm alone - scarce know I where I go . " Sleep ...
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... stars burn dim ; the ocean moans its dead . Moan for the living - moan our sins , - The wrath of man , more fierce than thine . Hark ! still thy waves ! -The work begins- He makes the deadly sign . The crew glide down like shadows . Eye ...
... stars burn dim ; the ocean moans its dead . Moan for the living - moan our sins , - The wrath of man , more fierce than thine . Hark ! still thy waves ! -The work begins- He makes the deadly sign . The crew glide down like shadows . Eye ...
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... stars grow dim , The song that gentle voice doth sing to him . O , it is sad that aught so mild Should bind the soul with bands of fear ; That strains to soothe a little child , The man should dread to hear ! But sin hath broke the ...
... stars grow dim , The song that gentle voice doth sing to him . O , it is sad that aught so mild Should bind the soul with bands of fear ; That strains to soothe a little child , The man should dread to hear ! But sin hath broke the ...
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... stars Look'd down in tranquil beauty on an earth That smiled in sweetest summer . She look'd out Through the raised window , and the sheeted bay Lay in a quiet sleep below , and shone With the pale beam of midnight - air was still , And ...
... stars Look'd down in tranquil beauty on an earth That smiled in sweetest summer . She look'd out Through the raised window , and the sheeted bay Lay in a quiet sleep below , and shone With the pale beam of midnight - air was still , And ...
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Absalom Alnwick Castle amid banner Battle of Niagara beams beauty beneath bird bloom blue bosom Boston bowers breast breath breeze bright brow CARLOS WILCOX cheek clouds cold Connecticut dark dead death deep dream earth echo fair fear feeling flame float flowers gaze gentle glorious glory glow grave Greece green hath heart heaven hill hour Joel Barlow land life's light lips lone look look'd lyre Meina morning mountain neath night numbers o'er ocean pale pass'd peace Phi Beta Kappa Philadelphia poem poetry prayer proud rest rills rose round Samuel Webber seem'd shade shine shore sigh silent skies sleep slumbering smile soft song soul sound spirit stars stream summer sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou art thought tomb tree vale voice wake waters wave wild wind wings wood Yale College York young youth Zophiel
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Seite 143 - Take the wings Of morning, and the Barcan desert pierce, 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.
Seite 82 - When death is nigh, my latest sigh Will not be life's, but hers. I fill'd this cup to one made up Of loveliness alone, A woman, of her gentle sex The seeming paragon — Her health! and would on earth there stood Some more of such a frame, That life might be all poetry, And weariness a name.
Seite 40 - There with its waving blade of green. The sea-flag streams through the silent water, And the crimson leaf of the dulse is seen To blush, like a banner bathed in slaughter: There with a light and easy motion, The fan-coral Sweeps through the clear deep sea; And the yellow and scarlet tufts of ocean Are bending like corn on the upland lea: And life, in rare and beautiful forms.
Seite 153 - And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more. And then I think of one who in her youthful beauty died, The fair meek blossom that grew up and faded by my side : In the cold moist earth we laid her, when the forest cast...
Seite 172 - Her soldier, closing with the foe, Gives for thy sake a deadlier blow; His plighted maiden, when she fears For him, the Joy of her young years, Thinks of thy fate and checks her tears. And she, the mother of thy boys. Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak, The memory of her buried Joys, And even she who gave thee birth, Will by...
Seite 142 - 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.
Seite 142 - 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, And, lost each human trace...
Seite 371 - Several Poems compiled with great variety of Wit and Learning, full of Delight...
Seite 175 - They love their land, because it is their own, And scorn to give aught other reason why ; Would shake hands with a king upon his throne, And think it kindness to his majesty; A stubborn race, fearing and flattering none.
Seite 237 - Take thy banner ! But when night Closes round the ghastly fight, If the vanquished warrior bow, Spare him ! By our holy vow, By our prayers and many tears, By the mercy that endears, Spare him ! he our love hath shared ! Spare him ! as thou wouldst be spared ! "Take thy banner ! and if e'er Thou shouldst press the soldier's bier, And the muffled drum should beat To the tread of mournful feet, Then this crimson flag shall be Martial cloak and shroud for thee.