Voices of the Night: Ballads and Other PoemsJohn B. Alden, 1887 - 130 Seiten |
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... thought I used to lie , And gaze into the summer sky , Where the sailing clouds went by , Like ships upon the sea ; Dreams that the soul of youth engage Ere Fancy has been quelled ; Old legends of the monkish page , Traditions of the ...
... thought I used to lie , And gaze into the summer sky , Where the sailing clouds went by , Like ships upon the sea ; Dreams that the soul of youth engage Ere Fancy has been quelled ; Old legends of the monkish page , Traditions of the ...
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... thoughts , like stars , arise , Its clouds are angels ' wings . " Learn , that henceforth thy song shall be , Not mountains capped with snow , Nor forests sounding like the sea , Nor rivers flowing carelessly , Where the woodlands bend ...
... thoughts , like stars , arise , Its clouds are angels ' wings . " Learn , that henceforth thy song shall be , Not mountains capped with snow , Nor forests sounding like the sea , Nor rivers flowing carelessly , Where the woodlands bend ...
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... thoughts within me rise , When I behold afar , Suspended in the evening skies , The shield of that red star . O star of strength ! I see thee stand And smile upon my pain ; Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand , And I am strong again ...
... thoughts within me rise , When I behold afar , Suspended in the evening skies , The shield of that red star . O star of strength ! I see thee stand And smile upon my pain ; Thou beckonest with thy mailed hand , And I am strong again ...
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... thought Is wedded unto thee , as hearts are wed ; Nor shall they fail , till , to its autumn brought , Life's golden fruit is shed . AUTUMN . WITH What a glory comes and goes the year ! The buds of spring , those beautiful harbingers Of ...
... thought Is wedded unto thee , as hearts are wed ; Nor shall they fail , till , to its autumn brought , Life's golden fruit is shed . AUTUMN . WITH What a glory comes and goes the year ! The buds of spring , those beautiful harbingers Of ...
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... thought , When the fast - ushering star of morning comes O'er - riding the gray hills with golden scarf ; Or when the cowled and dusky - sandaled Eve , In mourning weeds , from out the western gate , Departs with silent pace ! That ...
... thought , When the fast - ushering star of morning comes O'er - riding the gray hills with golden scarf ; Or when the cowled and dusky - sandaled Eve , In mourning weeds , from out the western gate , Departs with silent pace ! That ...
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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.