Golden Leaves from the American PoetsGeorge Routledge, 1864 - 532 Seiten |
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... looks ! The sunshine and the shade of poetry . I stand upon thy lofty pinnacle , Temple of Nature ! and look down with awe On the wide world beneath me , dimly seen ; Around me crowd the giant sons of earth , Fixed on their old ...
... looks ! The sunshine and the shade of poetry . I stand upon thy lofty pinnacle , Temple of Nature ! and look down with awe On the wide world beneath me , dimly seen ; Around me crowd the giant sons of earth , Fixed on their old ...
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... Look they not ever brightest when they fly The desolate home they blessed ? ; " T THE EDGE OF THE SWAMP . IS a wild spot , and hath a gloomy look ; The bird sings never merrily in the trees , A rank growtn And the young leaves seem ...
... Look they not ever brightest when they fly The desolate home they blessed ? ; " T THE EDGE OF THE SWAMP . IS a wild spot , and hath a gloomy look ; The bird sings never merrily in the trees , A rank growtn And the young leaves seem ...
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... Look down with a patient , settled stare , Look down on us and laugh . " The summer went , the winter came— We could not rule the year ; But summer will melt the ice again , And open a path to the sunny main , Whereon our ships shall ...
... Look down with a patient , settled stare , Look down on us and laugh . " The summer went , the winter came— We could not rule the year ; But summer will melt the ice again , And open a path to the sunny main , Whereon our ships shall ...
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ANONYMOUS PAGE | 1 |
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN | 9 |
MERCY WARREN | 17 |
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ANNABEL LEE BABIE BELL beauty bells beneath bird bless blue BLUEBEARD bosom brave breast breath breeze bright brow cloud cold coursers dark dead death deep dream earth echo fair fairy falchion fire floating flowers gaze gleam glory glow golden grave green hand hast hath hear heart heaven HELON hill holy hour JOHN MACBRIDE KATHIE MORRIS land laugh leaves light lips live lonely look lyre maiden maize MAUD MULLER morning never Nevermore night o'er pale passed prayer pride proud Quoth the Raven roll round sail shade shadows Shammar shine shore sigh sing sleep smile snow soft song soul sound spirit star-spangled banner stars storm stream sweet swell tears tempest thee thine thou art thought throne toil tread tree Twas twill voice wave weary ween wild wind wings witch-hazel youth