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" Come then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I read, to my humble eaves, And wash thy breast in the hollow spout, And murmur thy low sweet music out ! I hear and see Lessons of Heaven, sweet bird, in thee ! ON A PICTURE OF A BEAUTIFUL BOY. "
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Melanie and Other Poems

Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1835 - 274 ページ
...That else were seal'd in this crowded air; I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I read,...sweet bird, in thee ! ON A PICTURE OF A BEAUTIFUL BOY. " Thou who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, readst the...

The Laurel: a Gift for All Seasons: Being a Collection of Poems

1836 - 268 ページ
...sealed in the crowded air; I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come, then, even when daylight leaves The page I read, to my humble...hear and see Lessons of heaven, sweet bird, in thee! ITALY. BY ED GRIFFIN. Would that thou wert more strong, at least less fair! Land of the orange grove...

The Poets of America, 第 2 巻

John Keese - 1842 - 338 ページ
...That else were sealed in this crowded air; I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I read,...hear and see Lessons of Heaven, sweet bird, in thee! WRITTEN AT MY MOTHER'S GRAVE. BY GEORGE D. PRENTICE. The trembling dew-drops fall Upon the shutting...

Woodnotes, for all seasons [an anthology].

Wood-notes - 1842 - 160 ページ
...fair, That else were seal'd in the crowded air. I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come! then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I...hollow spout, And murmur thy low, sweet music out— BIRDS OF PASSAGE. BIBDS, joyous birds of the wand'ring -wing! Whence is it ye come with the flowers...

Woodnotes: For All Seasons

1842 - 294 ページ
...fair, That else were seal'd in the crowded air. I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come! then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I...hollow spout, And murmur thy low, sweet music out— BIRDS OF PASSAGE. BIBDS, joyous birds of the wand'ring wing! Whence is it ye come with the flowers...

Readings in American Poetry

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 282 ページ
...That else were seal'd in this crowded air; I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I read,...hear and see Lessons of Heaven, sweet bird, in thee! HYMN OF NATURE. BY WBO FEABODY. God of the earth's extended plains! The dark green fields contented...

Readings in American Poetry: For the Use of Schools

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1843 - 284 ページ
...That else were seal'd in this crowded air; I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I read,...hear and see Lessons of Heaven, sweet bird, in thee! HYMN OF NATURE. BY WBO PEABODY. GOD of the earth's extended plains! The dark green fields contented...

Knowles's Elocutionist: A First-class Rhetorical Reader and Recitation Book ...

James Sheridan Knowles - 1844 - 330 ページ
...That else were seal'd in this crowded air. I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come, then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I...hear and see Lessons of Heaven, sweet bird, in thee! LESSON LXXVI. The First of March.—HORACE SMITH. THE bud is in the bough, and the leaf is in the bud,...

The Poems, Sacred, Passionate, and Humorous, of Nathaniel Parker Willis

Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1845 - 362 ページ
...That else were seal'd in this crowded air; I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I read,...hear and see Lessons of heaven, sweet bird, in thee ! THE BELFRY PIGEON. On the cross-beam under the Old South bell The nest of a pigeon is builded well....

The Poet's Gift: Illustrated by One of Her Painters

John Keese - 1845 - 338 ページ
...That else were sealed in this crowded air; I sometimes dream Angelic rays from thy pinions stream. Come then, ever, when daylight leaves The page I read,...hear and see Lessons of Heaven, sweet bird, in thee! WRITTEN AT MY MOTHER'S GRAVE. BY GEORGE D. PRENTICE. The trembling dew-drops fall Upon the shutting...




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