American Poems, 1776-1900: With Notes and BiographiesAmerican Book Company, 1905 - 368 Seiten |
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... John Hay , Bret Harte , E. R. Sill , Maurice Thompson , E. M. Thomas , F. D. Sherman , L. I. Guiney , and W. V. Moody are used by permission of , and by special arrangement with , Houghton , Mifflin & Co. , publishers of their works ...
... John Hay , Bret Harte , E. R. Sill , Maurice Thompson , E. M. Thomas , F. D. Sherman , L. I. Guiney , and W. V. Moody are used by permission of , and by special arrangement with , Houghton , Mifflin & Co. , publishers of their works ...
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... JOHN PIERPONT The Exile at Rest Warren's Address to the American Soldiers The Ballot . SAMUEL WOODWORTH The Bucket 16 17 18 848 19 21 23 25 26 3853 27 27 RICHARD HENRY WILDE My Life is Like the Summer Rose 29 JOHN HOWARD PAYNE Home ...
... JOHN PIERPONT The Exile at Rest Warren's Address to the American Soldiers The Ballot . SAMUEL WOODWORTH The Bucket 16 17 18 848 19 21 23 25 26 3853 27 27 RICHARD HENRY WILDE My Life is Like the Summer Rose 29 JOHN HOWARD PAYNE Home ...
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... JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER Proem Ichabod The Lost Occasion The Farewell Laus Deo ! . · Skipper Ireson's Ride . The Barefoot Boy Telling the Bees My Playmate Amy Wentworth . The Eternal Goodness EDGAR ALLAN POE To Helen To One in Paradise ...
... JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER Proem Ichabod The Lost Occasion The Farewell Laus Deo ! . · Skipper Ireson's Ride . The Barefoot Boy Telling the Bees My Playmate Amy Wentworth . The Eternal Goodness EDGAR ALLAN POE To Helen To One in Paradise ...
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... JOHN RANDOLPH THOMPSON Music in Camp · FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR Little Giffen GEORGE HENRY BOKER A Ballad of Sir John Franklin Dirge for a Soldier BAYARD TAYLOR Bedouin Song America • RICHARD HENRY STODDARD Abraham Lincoln FRANCIS MILES ...
... JOHN RANDOLPH THOMPSON Music in Camp · FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR Little Giffen GEORGE HENRY BOKER A Ballad of Sir John Franklin Dirge for a Soldier BAYARD TAYLOR Bedouin Song America • RICHARD HENRY STODDARD Abraham Lincoln FRANCIS MILES ...
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... JOHN HAY Jim Bludso of the Prairie Belle JAMES RYDER RANDALL My Maryland ABRAM JOSEPH RYAN The Conquered Banner ANONYMOUS The Confederate Flag . BRET HARTE John Burns of Gettysburg Chiquita The Aged Stranger EDWARD ROWLAND SILL The ...
... JOHN HAY Jim Bludso of the Prairie Belle JAMES RYDER RANDALL My Maryland ABRAM JOSEPH RYAN The Conquered Banner ANONYMOUS The Confederate Flag . BRET HARTE John Burns of Gettysburg Chiquita The Aged Stranger EDWARD ROWLAND SILL The ...
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Seite 196 - MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Seite 196 - As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal. Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel — Since God is marching on.
Seite 58 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Seite 30 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home; A charm from the sky seems to hallow us there, Which, seek through the world, is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home, home, sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home, oh, there's no place like home!
Seite 187 - For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Seite 58 - Yet a few days and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Seite 164 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new...
Seite 58 - And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix for ever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock, And, to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads upon.
Seite 100 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe...
Seite 164 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the Siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, 10 Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, —...