PoemsHoughton, Mifflin, 1890 |
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... bring the shroud , The time - old web of the implacable Three : Is it too coarse for him , the young and proud ? Earth's mightiest deigned to wear it , — why not he ? " " Is there no hope ? " I moaned , 2 POEMS OF THE WAR.
... bring the shroud , The time - old web of the implacable Three : Is it too coarse for him , the young and proud ? Earth's mightiest deigned to wear it , — why not he ? " " Is there no hope ? " I moaned , 2 POEMS OF THE WAR.
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... brings tears ; and mid the battle - din , The wiser ear some text of God divines , For the sheathed blade may rust with darker sin . " God , give us peace ! not such as lulls to sleep , But sword on thigh , and brow with purpose knit ...
... brings tears ; and mid the battle - din , The wiser ear some text of God divines , For the sheathed blade may rust with darker sin . " God , give us peace ! not such as lulls to sleep , But sword on thigh , and brow with purpose knit ...
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... and light , Safe in my heart my hope I bring , Till I once more my faith may plight To him my whole soul owns her king . When power is filched by drone and dolt , And 6 POEMS OF THE WAR Two SCENES FROM THE LIFE OF BLONDEL FANCY.
... and light , Safe in my heart my hope I bring , Till I once more my faith may plight To him my whole soul owns her king . When power is filched by drone and dolt , And 6 POEMS OF THE WAR Two SCENES FROM THE LIFE OF BLONDEL FANCY.
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... Bringing our robin's - leaf to deck their hearse Who in warm life - blood wrote their nobler verse , Our trivial song to honor those who come With ears attuned to strenuous trump and drum , And shaped in squadron - strophes their desire ...
... Bringing our robin's - leaf to deck their hearse Who in warm life - blood wrote their nobler verse , Our trivial song to honor those who come With ears attuned to strenuous trump and drum , And shaped in squadron - strophes their desire ...
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... we inwreathe Laurels that with a living passion breathe When other crowns grow , while we twine them , sear . What brings us thronging these high rites to pay , And seal these hours the noblest of our year , 24 POEMS OF THE WAR.
... we inwreathe Laurels that with a living passion breathe When other crowns grow , while we twine them , sear . What brings us thronging these high rites to pay , And seal these hours the noblest of our year , 24 POEMS OF THE WAR.
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
beautiful beneath better birds brain brave breath brood brow charm dare dead dear death deed divine doubt dream dumb dust E. L. GODKIN ears earth eccentric orbit exiled artist eyes fair faith fame fancy Fate feel feet fire flame God's gods dethroned grace grave gray half Haply happy hath hear heard heart HEARTSEASE heaven hope idlesse immortal instinct knew life's light lives look macaroons man's manhood MEERSCHAUM memory mind mood morn mortal Muse Nature neath never nobler o'er once Ovid passion past pictured song poet praise prodom round Roundhead sense shape shining silent sing siren passion soaring free song soul stars stars control stir sunshine sure sweet thee things thou thought thrill Time's to-day toil touch touch of joy tree Twixt verse Veuve Clicquot voice wait wind wings wise words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 18 - Many loved Truth, and lavished life's best oil Amid the dust of books to find her, Content at last, for guerdon of their toil, With the cast mantle she hath left behind her. Many in sad faith sought for her, Many with crossed hands sighed for her ; But these, our brothers, fought for her , At...
Seite 24 - He knew to bide his time, And can his fame abide, Still patient in his simple faith sublime, Till the wise years decide. Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame, The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
Seite 23 - I praise him not ; it were too late ; And some innative weakness there must be In him who condescends to victory Such as the Present gives, and cannot wait, Safe in himself as in a fate.
Seite 30 - Whitefacc he, And so leap on in light from sea to sea, Till the glad news be sent Across a kindling continent, Making earth feel more firm and air breathe braver...
Seite 204 - I HAVE a fancy : how shall I bring it Home to all mortals wherever they be ? Say it or sing it ? Shoe it or wing it, So it may outrun or outfly ME, Merest cocoon-web whence it broke free ? Only one secret can save from disaster, Only one magic is that of the Master : Set it to music ; give it a tune, — Tune the brook sings you, tune the breeze brings you, Tune the wild columbines nod to in June...
Seite 107 - His magic was not far to seek, — He was so human! whether strong or weak, Far from his kind he neither sank nor soared, But sate an equal guest at every board: No beggar ever felt him condescend, No prince presume; for still himself he bare At manhood's simple level, and where'er He met a stranger, there he left a friend.
Seite 181 - All round about our feet shall shine A light like that the wise men saw, If we our loving wills incline To that sweet Life which is the Law. So shall we learn to understand The simple faith of shepherds then, And, clasping kindly hand in hand, Sing, " Peace on earth, good-will to men...
Seite 70 - And yet the enduring half they chose, Whose choice decides a man life's slave or king, The invisible things of God before the seen and known : Therefore their memory inspiration blows With echoes gathering on from zone to zone ; For manhood...
Seite 262 - d know where the sunshine grew. CHANGED PERSPECTIVE FULL oft the pathway to her door I 've measured by the selfsame track, Yet doubt the distance more and more, 'T is so much longer coming back ! WITH A PAIR OF GLOVES LOST IN A WAGER WE wagered, she for sunshine, I for rain, And I should hint sharp practice if I dared ; For was not she beforehand sure to gain Who made the sunshine we together shared ? SIXTY-EIGHTH BIRTHDAY As life runs on, the road grows strange With faces new, and near the end The...
Seite 137 - WHO does his duty is a question Too complex to be solved by me, But he, I venture the suggestion, Does part of his that plants a tree.