Voices of the Night: Ballads and Other PoemsJohn B. Alden, 1887 - 130 Seiten |
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... father of the poet , Conde de Paredes and Maestre de Santiago , is well known in Spanish history and song . He died in 1476 ; according to Mariana , in the town of Uclés ; but , according to the poem of his son , in Ocaña . It was his ...
... father of the poet , Conde de Paredes and Maestre de Santiago , is well known in Spanish history and song . He died in 1476 ; according to Mariana , in the town of Uclés ; but , according to the poem of his son , in Ocaña . It was his ...
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... fathers bore . Wealth and the high estate of pride , With what untimely speed they glide , How soon depart ! Bid not the shadowy phantoms stay , The vassals of a mistress they , Of fickle heart . These gifts in Fortune's hands are found ...
... fathers bore . Wealth and the high estate of pride , With what untimely speed they glide , How soon depart ! Bid not the shadowy phantoms stay , The vassals of a mistress they , Of fickle heart . These gifts in Fortune's hands are found ...
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... father's face , Sleep on the bosom , that thy lips have pressed ! Sleep , little one ; and closely , gently place Thy drowsy eyelid on thy mother's breast . Upon that tender eye , my little friend , Soft sleep shall come , that cometh ...
... father's face , Sleep on the bosom , that thy lips have pressed ! Sleep , little one ; and closely , gently place Thy drowsy eyelid on thy mother's breast . Upon that tender eye , my little friend , Soft sleep shall come , that cometh ...
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... father's breast embraces , Son and daughter ; and their faces Colorless grow utterly . Whichever way Looks the fear - struck father gray , He beholds his children die . " Woe ! the blessed children both Takest thou in the joy of youth ...
... father's breast embraces , Son and daughter ; and their faces Colorless grow utterly . Whichever way Looks the fear - struck father gray , He beholds his children die . " Woe ! the blessed children both Takest thou in the joy of youth ...
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... to an- nounce that a knight and his attendants are in the neighboring forest , and pray for hos- pitality . " How many are you ? " asks the C bride's father . " At least three hundred , " 74 BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS .
... to an- nounce that a knight and his attendants are in the neighboring forest , and pray for hos- pitality . " How many are you ? " asks the C bride's father . " At least three hundred , " 74 BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS .
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angels arms Atonement banner beautiful behold Beware birds blessed blossoms blue bosom breast breath bride bright brooklet Castile church clouds crown dark dead Death deep DISMAL SWAMP doth dreams earth eternal Excelsior eyes faith fall father fear flame flowers forest gentle gleam glorious glory goblet golden grave green hair hand hear heart heaven holy Jorge Manrique kirtle leaves Life's light lips looks LOPE DE VEGA Luck of Edenhall maiden merry midnight moon morning night Nils Juel o'er Patmos Pentecost poem pray prayer psalm QUADROON red planet Mars river roar round sail sang Saxon shadows shalt Silent Land silver Singing slave sleep slumbering smile snow soft solemn song sorrows soul sound spake spirit stand stars steed stood Sweden Swedish sweet tears thine thou art thou hast Uclés unto village voice wave weary wild wind wings woods ye children youth
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Seite 10 - 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,
Seite 86 - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the northeast, The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength ; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length. "Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so; For I can weather the roughest gale That ever wind did blow.
Seite 23 - O what a glory doth this world put on For him who, with a fervent heart, goes forth Under the bright and glorious sky, and looks On duties well performed, and days well spent ! For him the wind, ay, and the yellow leaves Shall have a voice, and give him eloquent teachings. He shall so hear the solemn hymn, that Death Has lifted up for all, that he shall go To his long resting-place without a tear.
Seite 9 - I HEARD the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light From the celestial walls ! I felt her presence, by its spell of might, Stoop o'er me from above ;' The calm, majestic presence of the Night, As of the one I love.
Seite 110 - Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done. Has earned a 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 ! ENDYMION.
Seite 12 - My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. " They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Seite 19 - Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll ; They are chanting solemn masses, Singing, " Pray for this poor soul, Pray, — pray!" And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain...
Seite 10 - 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. O holy Night ! from thee I learn to bear What man has borne before ! Thou layest thy finger on the lips of Care, And they complain no more.
Seite 11 - In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ! Be a hero in the strife...
Seite 88 - The salt sea was frozen on her breast, The salt tears in her eyes ; And he saw her hair, like the brown sea-weed. On the billows fall and rise. r Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow ! Christ save us all from a death like this, On the reef of Norman's Woe ! HW LONGFELLOW.