Golden Leaves from the American PoetsGeorge Routledge, 1864 - 532 Seiten |
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... turn To draw the figure of New England's urne . New England's hour of passion is at hand ; No power except divine can it withstand . Scarce hath her glass of fifty years run out , But her old prosperous steeds turn heads about ...
... turn To draw the figure of New England's urne . New England's hour of passion is at hand ; No power except divine can it withstand . Scarce hath her glass of fifty years run out , But her old prosperous steeds turn heads about ...
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... turn Back to their dreary , famished huts , and pray ! Pray , and the ills that haunt this transient life Fade into air . Up in each girded breast There sprang a rooted and mysterious strength , A loftiness to face a world in arms , To ...
... turn Back to their dreary , famished huts , and pray ! Pray , and the ills that haunt this transient life Fade into air . Up in each girded breast There sprang a rooted and mysterious strength , A loftiness to face a world in arms , To ...
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... turn that rapturous look on me , And heave a single sigh- Give but a glance , breathe but a tone , One word were ecstasy ! " Still mute ? Then must I yield : This fire will scathe my breast ; This weary heart will throb itself To an ...
... turn that rapturous look on me , And heave a single sigh- Give but a glance , breathe but a tone , One word were ecstasy ! " Still mute ? Then must I yield : This fire will scathe my breast ; This weary heart will throb itself To an ...
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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