Miscellaneous Poems Selected from the United States Literary GazetteCummings, Hilliard, and Harrison Gray, 1826 - 172 Seiten |
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... soft evening , when the winds are stilled , Sinks where his islands of refreshment lie , And leaves the smile of his departure , spread O'er the warm - coloured heaven and ruddy mountain head . Why weep ye then for him , who , having ...
... soft evening , when the winds are stilled , Sinks where his islands of refreshment lie , And leaves the smile of his departure , spread O'er the warm - coloured heaven and ruddy mountain head . Why weep ye then for him , who , having ...
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... soft night breezes wake , Roving among the sleeping flowers , When dews their airy home forsake , To rest till morn in earthly bowers , - If then some dearer friend than all Steal to my grave to weep awhile , And happier hours awhile ...
... soft night breezes wake , Roving among the sleeping flowers , When dews their airy home forsake , To rest till morn in earthly bowers , - If then some dearer friend than all Steal to my grave to weep awhile , And happier hours awhile ...
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... soft May dew , Comes up , as modest and as blue ; As green amid thy current's stress , Floats the scarce - rooted water cress ; And the brown ground bird , in thy glen , Still chirps as merrily as then . Thou changest not - but I am ...
... soft May dew , Comes up , as modest and as blue ; As green amid thy current's stress , Floats the scarce - rooted water cress ; And the brown ground bird , in thy glen , Still chirps as merrily as then . Thou changest not - but I am ...
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... soft blue sky of June , and the cool air , That makes it then a luxury to live , Only to breathe it , and the busy echo Of cascades , and the voice of mountain brooks , Stole with such gentle meanings to my heart , That where I stood ...
... soft blue sky of June , and the cool air , That makes it then a luxury to live , Only to breathe it , and the busy echo Of cascades , and the voice of mountain brooks , Stole with such gentle meanings to my heart , That where I stood ...
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... soft winds That run along the summits of these trees In music ; -thou art in the cooler breath , That , from the inmost darkness of the place , Comes , scarcely felt ; -the barky trunks , the ground , The fresh moist ground , are all ...
... soft winds That run along the summits of these trees In music ; -thou art in the cooler breath , That , from the inmost darkness of the place , Comes , scarcely felt ; -the barky trunks , the ground , The fresh moist ground , are all ...
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amid autumn beauty bending beneath bittern bloom blue blush bosom boughs bower breath bright brow brown hills BRYANT calm cheek clouds dance dark death deep dost dreams earth EUTHANASIA fair flame flowers forest gentle glad glorious glory glow golden Gondolier grace grave Greece green greenwood tree groves heart heaven hills hoary hung HYMN land leaves light LITERARY GAZETTE LONGFELLOW look loud maid maiden maize Maquon mellow morning MOUNT WASHINGTON mountain Naiad night nymph o'er pale passed PERCIVAL pure reeds pipe rest rills Rizpah rocks rose round Sardanapalus shade shadows shalt shine sighs silent skies sleep smile soft song SONNET soul spirit springs star stood storm summer sunny sweet tall fir tears tell tempest thee thine thou thy dream trees trembling tremulous vales vines vision voice wake waste waves weep wild winds wings woods youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 46 - God ! when thou Dost scare the world with tempests, set on fire The heavens with falling thunderbolts, or fill, With all the waters of the firmament, The swift dark whirlwind that uproots...
Seite 43 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Seite 95 - The stormy March is come at last, With wind, and cloud, and changing skies, I hear the rushing of the blast, That through the snowy valley flies. Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild, stormy month ! in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands, again The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring.
Seite 44 - Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees.
Seite 47 - Be it ours to meditate, In these calm shades, thy milder majesty, And to the beautiful order of thy works Learn to conform the order of our lives.
Seite 43 - And from the gray old trunks that high in heaven Mingled their mossy boughs, and from the sound Of the invisible breath that swayed at once All their green tops, stole over him, and bowed His spirit with the thought of boundless power And inaccessible majesty. Ah, why Should we, in the world's riper years, neglect God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore Only among the crowd, and under roofs That our frail hands have raised?
Seite 103 - There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellow richness on the clustered trees, And, from a beaker full of richest dyes, Pouring new glory on the autumn woods, And dipping in warm light the pillared clouds.
Seite 54 - If thou art worn and hard beset With sorrows, that thou wouldst forget, If thou wouldst read a lesson, that will keep Thy heart from fainting and thy soul from sleep, Go to the woods and hills ! — No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.
Seite 103 - And dipping in warm light the pillared clouds. Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf, and stirs up life Within the solemn woods of ash deep-crimsoned, And silver beach, and maple yellow-leaved, — Where autumn, like a faint old man, sits down By the way-side a-weary.
Seite 45 - One of earth's charms : upon her bosom yet, After the flight of untold centuries, The freshness of her far beginning lies And yet shall lie.