Descriptive and reflective verseHenry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig Doubleday, Page, 1905 |
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... rest ; Meadows trim , with daisies pied ; Shallow brooks , and rivers wide . Towers and battlements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees , Where perhaps some beauty lies , The cynosure of neighbouring eyes . Hard by a cottage chimney ...
... rest ; Meadows trim , with daisies pied ; Shallow brooks , and rivers wide . Towers and battlements it sees Bosomed high in tufted trees , Where perhaps some beauty lies , The cynosure of neighbouring eyes . Hard by a cottage chimney ...
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... by any wind . The owlet's cry Came loud - and hark , again ! loud as before . The inmates of my cottage , all at rest , Have left me to that solitude , which suits Abstruser 22 Little Masterpieces of English Poetry Marvell.
... by any wind . The owlet's cry Came loud - and hark , again ! loud as before . The inmates of my cottage , all at rest , Have left me to that solitude , which suits Abstruser 22 Little Masterpieces of English Poetry Marvell.
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... rest , And the sun is a - wait at the ponderous gate of the West , 20 And the slant yellow beam down with the wood- aisle doth seem Like a lane into heaven that leads from a dream , - Ay , now , when my soul all day hath 56 Little ...
... rest , And the sun is a - wait at the ponderous gate of the West , 20 And the slant yellow beam down with the wood- aisle doth seem Like a lane into heaven that leads from a dream , - Ay , now , when my soul all day hath 56 Little ...
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... rest upon their sledges here , some work the windlass there . The windlass strains the tackle - chains , the black mound heaves below , And red and deep a hundred veins burst out at every throe ; It rises , roars , rends all outright ...
... rest upon their sledges here , some work the windlass there . The windlass strains the tackle - chains , the black mound heaves below , And red and deep a hundred veins burst out at every throe ; It rises , roars , rends all outright ...
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... rest on their mother's breast , As she dances about the sun . I wield the flail of the lashing hail , And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain , And laugh as I pass in thunder . I sift the snow on the ...
... rest on their mother's breast , As she dances about the sun . I wield the flail of the lashing hail , And whiten the green plains under ; And then again I dissolve it in rain , And laugh as I pass in thunder . I sift the snow on the ...
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aweary barefoot boy beauty behold beneath bird blow breast breath bright brow cheek dark dead death deep doth dream dreary earth eyes fall fear flame flowers gleaming gone gray green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills Honour James Russell Lowell John Greenleaf Whittier land leaves light live Locksley Hall lone look Lord Tennyson marsh marshes of Glynn Matthew Arnold moon morn mountain never night o'er once passion rain Ralph Waldo Emerson rest river Robert Browning roll round sail Samian wine sands Saul shine shore sight silence sing sleep slow song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought thro toil trees voice Walter Savage Landor wandering wave weep wild William Wordsworth winds wings woods Yarrow Youth ΙΟ
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10 ページ - Jest, and youthful jollity, Quips, and cranks, and wanton wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek ; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides : — Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
11 ページ - Where the great Sun begins his state Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight; While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
161 ページ - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
10 ページ - Oft listening how the hounds and horn Cheerly rouse the slumbering morn, From the side of some hoar hill, Through the high wood echoing shrill...
191 ページ - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
92 ページ - I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
167 ページ - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh.
48 ページ - Nor less, I trust, To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened...
51 ページ - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is full...
108 ページ - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.