The Poems, Sacred, Passionate, and Humorous, of Nathaniel Parker WillisClark & Austin, 1845 - 331 ページ |
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... wind , The dark lids lifted from her languid eyes , And her slight fingers moved , and heavily She turn'd upon her pillow . He was there- The same loved , tireless watcher , and she look'd Into his face until her sight grew dim With the ...
... wind , The dark lids lifted from her languid eyes , And her slight fingers moved , and heavily She turn'd upon her pillow . He was there- The same loved , tireless watcher , and she look'd Into his face until her sight grew dim With the ...
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... bright coming . Sleep is upon the waters and the wind ; And nature , from the wavy forest - leaf To her majestic master , sleeps . As yet There is no mist upon the deep blue sky , ( 16 ) The Sacrifice of Abraham Jephthah's Daughter.
... bright coming . Sleep is upon the waters and the wind ; And nature , from the wavy forest - leaf To her majestic master , sleeps . As yet There is no mist upon the deep blue sky , ( 16 ) The Sacrifice of Abraham Jephthah's Daughter.
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... wind , And left his brow uncover'd ; and his face , Impress'd with the stern majesty of grief Nerved to a solemn duty , now stood forth Like a rent rock , submissive , yet sublime . But the young boy - he of the laughing eye And ruby ...
... wind , And left his brow uncover'd ; and his face , Impress'd with the stern majesty of grief Nerved to a solemn duty , now stood forth Like a rent rock , submissive , yet sublime . But the young boy - he of the laughing eye And ruby ...
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... wind , Just swaying her light robe , reveal'd a shape Praxiteles might worship . She had clasp'd ' Her hands upon her bosom , and had raised Her beautiful , dark , Jewish eyes to heaven , Till the long lashes lay upon her brow . Her lip ...
... wind , Just swaying her light robe , reveal'd a shape Praxiteles might worship . She had clasp'd ' Her hands upon her bosom , and had raised Her beautiful , dark , Jewish eyes to heaven , Till the long lashes lay upon her brow . Her lip ...
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... wind bore on The leaden tramp of thousands . Clarion notes Rang sharply on the ear at intervals ; And the low , mingled din of mighty hosts Returning from the battle , pour'd from far , Like the deep murmur of a restless sea . They 8 ( 25 )
... wind bore on The leaden tramp of thousands . Clarion notes Rang sharply on the ear at intervals ; And the low , mingled din of mighty hosts Returning from the battle , pour'd from far , Like the deep murmur of a restless sea . They 8 ( 25 )
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32 ページ - Tis hard to give thee up, With death so like a gentle slumber on thee ! And thy dark sin ! — oh ! I could drink the cup, If from this woe its bitterness had won thee. May God have called thee, like a wanderer home, My lost boy, Absalom...
6 ページ - Room for the leper !" And aside they stood, •Matron, and child, and pitiless manhood — all Who met him on his way — and let him pass. And onward through the open gate he came, A leper with the ashes on his brow, Sackcloth about his loins, and on his lip A covering, stepping painfully and slow, And with a difficult utterance, like one Whose heart is with an iron nerve put down, Crying
180 ページ - I can give not what men call love ; But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not : The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow?
88 ページ - ON THE cross-beam under the Old South bell The nest of a pigeon is builded well. In summer and winter that bird is there, Out and in with the morning air: I love to see him track the street, With his wary eye and active feet; And I often watch him as he springs.
10 ページ - Unclean! unclean !" and in the folds Of the coarse sackcloth shrouding up his face, He fell upon the earth till they should pass. Nearer the Stranger came, and bending o'er The leper's prostrate form, pronounced his name
11 ページ - As if his heart was moved, and, stooping down, He took a little water in his hand And laid it on his brow, and said,
92 ページ - The mountains in their places stood, -* The sea, the sky, — . and " all was good " ; And, when its first pure praises rang, The
213 ページ - BRIGHT be the skies that cover thee, Child of the sunny brow — Bright as the dream flung over thee By all that meets thee now. Thy heart is beating joyously, Thy voice is like a bird's, And sweetly breaks the melody Of thy imperfect words.
30 ページ - The soldiers of the king trod to and fro, Clad in the garb of battle ; and their chief, The mighty Joab, stood beside the bier, And gazed upon the dark pall steadfastly, As if he feared the slumberer might stir.
239 ページ - Strange, that the audible stillness of the noon, The waters tripping with their silver feet, The turning to the light of leaves in June, And the light whisper as their edges meet — Strange — that they fill not, with their tranquil tone, The spirit, walking in their midst alone. There's no contentment in a world like this, Save in forgetting the immortal dream...