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" Alas! my noble boy, that thou shouldst die! Thou, who wert made so beautifully fair! That death should settle in thy glorious eye. And leave his stillness in this clustering hair! How could he mark thee for the silent tomb, My proud boy, Absalom! "
Melanie and Other Poems - 183 ページ
Nathaniel Parker Willis 著 - 1835 - 231 ページ
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The Family magazine, 第 1 巻

1830 - 494 ページ
...fair, That death should settle in thy glorious eye, And leave his stillness in this clustering hair ! How could he mark thee for the silent tomb, My proud boy, Absalom ? " Cold is thy brow, my sou ! and I am chill As to my bosom I have tried to press thee : How was I wont to feel my pulses thrill,...

Readings in poetry: a selection from the best English poets, from Spenser to ...

Readings - 1843 - 466 ページ
...thy glorious eye, As to my bosom I have tried to press thee, How was I wont to feel my pulses thrill, My proud boy, Absalom! " Cold is thy brow, my son! and I am chill. Like a rich harp-string, yearning to caress thee, And hear thy sweet,' My father•,' from these dumb...

National Preceptor

Jesse Olney - 1845 - 348 ページ
...in this clustering hair ! How could he mark thee for the silent tomb, My proud boy, Absalom 1 7. " Cold is thy brow, my son ! and I am chill As to my...harp-string, yearning to caress thee, And hear thy sweet ' my father1 from these dumb And cold lips, Absalom ! 8. " The grave hath won thee. I shall hear the gush...

A Practical Manual of Elocution: Embracing Voice and Gesture : Designed for ...

Merritt Caldwell - 1845 - 348 ページ
...fair ! That death should settle in thy glorious eye, And leave his stillness in this clustering hair ! How could he mark thee for the silent tomb, My proud...! Cold is thy brow, my son ! and I am chill, As to rny bosom I have tried to press thee. How was I wont to feel my pulses thrill Like a rich harp-string,...

Elocution, Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy: Involving the Principles of ...

C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 396 ページ
...thee— for the silent tomb, My proud boy, Abtulom l Cela is Hiv brow, my son ! and I am chill, As to iny bosom— I have tried to press thee. How was I wont—...thrill, Like a rich harp-string, yearning to caress tbee. And hear thy sweet — ' my father,' from thece And cold lips, Absalom ! [dumb. The grave hath...

Elocution; Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy: Involving the Principles of ...

C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 330 ページ
...That death— should settle— in thy glorious eye, And leave his stillness in this clustering hair ! How could he mark thee — for the silent tomb, My proud boy, Absalom t Cold Is thy brow, my son! and I am chill, As to my bosom— I have tried to press thee. How was I...

Elocution: Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy

Charles P. Bronson - 1845 - 438 ページ
...mark thee— fur the silent lotub, My proud boy, Absalom I Cold u thy brow, my son! and I am eh II, As to my bosom— I have tried to press thee. How was 1 wont— to feel iny pulses Ihr II, Like a rich harp-string, yearning locaress thee. And hear thy...

Elocution, Or, Mental and Vocal Philosophy: Involving the Principles of ...

C. P. Bronson - 1845 - 390 ページ
...deatu — oiiould settle — in thy glorious eyu. And leave his stillness in this c£ slering hair! How could he mark thee— for the silent tomb, My proud boy, Abaalam I Cold is thy brow, my son! and I am chill. As to my bosom — I have tried to press ihee....

A Grammar of the English Language: For the Use of Schools

William Harvey Wells - 1847 - 228 ページ
...Examples. Metonymy. Examples. Synecdoche. Examples. Personification. Examples. Apostrophe. Examples. How could he mark thee for the silent tomb ! My proud boy, Absalom! " — WiUii. 11. Interrogation is a figure by which a question is asked for the purpose of expressing...

Poems of Early and After Years

Nathaniel Parker Willis - 1848 - 504 ページ
...fair ! That death should settle in thy glorious eye, And leave his stillness in this clustering hair ! How could he mark thee for the silent tomb ! My proud...press thee ! How was I wont to feel my pulses thrill, lake a rich harp-string, yearning to caress thee, And hear thy sweet ' My father /' from these dumb...




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