The Library of Poetry and Song, 第 2 巻William Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1925 - 1100 ページ "A comprehensive exhibit of poetic literature" -- Preface. A collection of English and American poetry on topics such as nature and childhood. |
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... hill or valley , fountain or fresh shade , Made vocal by my song , and taught his praise . Hail , universal Lord ! be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night ADAM'S MORNING HYMN IN PARADISE . Have gathered aught of evil ...
... hill or valley , fountain or fresh shade , Made vocal by my song , and taught his praise . Hail , universal Lord ! be bounteous still To give us only good ; and if the night ADAM'S MORNING HYMN IN PARADISE . Have gathered aught of evil ...
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... hills with praise ! Thou , too , hoar Mount ! with thy sky - pointing peaks , Oft from whose feet the avalanche , unheard , Shoots downward , glittering through the pure serene , - Into the depth of clouds that veil thy breast , Thou ...
... hills with praise ! Thou , too , hoar Mount ! with thy sky - pointing peaks , Oft from whose feet the avalanche , unheard , Shoots downward , glittering through the pure serene , - Into the depth of clouds that veil thy breast , Thou ...
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... hill . Calmness sits throned on yon unmoving cloud . To him who wanders o'er the upland leas The black bird's note ... hills lay warm in sun ; The cattle in the meadow - run Stood half - leg deep ; a single bird The green repose above ...
... hill . Calmness sits throned on yon unmoving cloud . To him who wanders o'er the upland leas The black bird's note ... hills lay warm in sun ; The cattle in the meadow - run Stood half - leg deep ; a single bird The green repose above ...
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... hill or sea - sung shore ; But nature is not solitude ; She crowds us with her thronging wood ; Her many hands reach out to ... hills of day , While all our hearts went forth to meet The coming of her beautiful feet ! Or haply hers whose ...
... hill or sea - sung shore ; But nature is not solitude ; She crowds us with her thronging wood ; Her many hands reach out to ... hills of day , While all our hearts went forth to meet The coming of her beautiful feet ! Or haply hers whose ...
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... hills and vales might seem The fair creation of a poet's dream , Ay , of the Highest Foet , --- Whose wordless rhythms are chanted by the gyres Of constellate star - choirs , That with deep melody flow and overflow it , - The sweet ...
... hills and vales might seem The fair creation of a poet's dream , Ay , of the Highest Foet , --- Whose wordless rhythms are chanted by the gyres Of constellate star - choirs , That with deep melody flow and overflow it , - The sweet ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON beauty bells beneath bird blessed blood blow blue brave breast breath bright brow clouds dark dead death deep doth dream earth eyes fair fear feet flowers gleam glory golden grace grave gray green hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills hour Hudibras JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER King land Lars Porsena light living lone look Lord LORD BYRON lord of Ross loud mighty moon morning mountain murmur never night o'er ocean Paradise Lost peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY praise roar rocks rose round Samian wine SHAKESPEARE shine shore silent sing Sir Bedivere sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stars steed stood storm stream summer sweet sword tears tell thee thine thou art thought toil tree voice wave weary wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings woods
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563 ページ - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And,...
501 ページ - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
725 ページ - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood : — List, list, O list!
717 ページ - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
404 ページ - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create, And what perceive...
687 ページ - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
473 ページ - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
607 ページ - Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar. Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee; Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they?
721 ページ - Look here, upon this picture, and on this ; The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. " See, what a grace was seated on this brow : Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command ; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to. set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
629 ページ - While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave: Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow.