The Complete Poetical Works of Adelaide Anne Procter

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T. Y. Crowell, 1903 - 397 Seiten

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Seite 125 - I thank Thee more that all our joy Is touched with pain; That shadows fall on brightest hours; That thorns remain; So that earth's bliss may be our guide. And not our chain.
Seite 82 - Nor asked for rest or change; Her friends seemed no more new ones, Their speech seemed no more strange; And when she led her cattle To pasture every day, She ceased to look and wonder On which side Bregenz lay.
Seite 19 - Oh, tell me before all is lost ! Look deeper still : if thou canst feel, Within thy inmost soul, That thou hast kept a portion back, While I have staked the whole, Let no false pity spare the blow, But in true mercy tell me so. Is there within thy heart a need That mine cannot fulfil? One chord that any other hand Could better wake or still ? Speak now, lest at some future day My whole life wither and decay.
Seite 81 - GIRT round with rugged mountains The fair Lake Constance lies ; In her blue heart reflected, Shine back the starry skies ; And watching each white cloudlet Float silently and slow, You think a piece of Heaven Lies on our earth below...
Seite 34 - Rise ! for the day is passing, And you lie dreaming on ; The others have buckled their armour, And forth to the fight are gone : A place in the ranks awaits you, Each man has some part to play, The past and the future are nothing In the face of the stern to-day...
Seite 84 - With trembling haste and breathless, with noiseless step, she sped; Horses and weary cattle were standing in the shed; She loosed the strong white charger, that fed from out her hand, She mounted, and she turned his head towards her native land.
Seite 183 - ... seemed the harmonious echo From our discordant life. It linked all perplexed meanings Into one perfect peace, And trembled away into silence As if it were loth to cease. I have sought, but I seek it vainly, That one lost chord divine, Which came from the soul of the Organ, And entered into mine.
Seite 85 - help Bregenz, and bring me there in time ! " But louder than bells ringing, or lowing of the kine, Grows nearer in the midnight the rushing of the Rhine.
Seite 83 - One day, out in the meadow With strangers from the town, Some secret plan discussing, The men walked up and down. Yet, now and then seemed watching, A strange uncertain gleam, That looked like lances 'mid the trees, That stood below the stream. At eve they all assembled, All care and doubt were fled; With jovial laugh they feasted, The board was nobly spread.
Seite 88 - Sow, and look onward, upward, Where the starry light appears, — Where, in spite of the coward's doubting, Or your own heart's trembling fears, You shall reap in joy the harvest You have sown to-day in tears.

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