The Library of Poetry and Song, Tom 2William Cullen Bryant Doubleday, Page, 1925 - 1100 "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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... FATHER , Whose own it was before , Then glory yet unheard of Shall shed abroad its ray , Resolving all enigmas , An endless Sabbath - day . For thee , O dear , dear Country : Mine eyes their vigils keep ; For very love , beholding Thy ...
... FATHER , Whose own it was before , Then glory yet unheard of Shall shed abroad its ray , Resolving all enigmas , An endless Sabbath - day . For thee , O dear , dear Country : Mine eyes their vigils keep ; For very love , beholding Thy ...
Strona 353
... Fathers Who kept the faith below . And there the Sole - Begotten Is Lord in regal state , He , Judah's mystic Lion ... FATHER , Who made me and who saved , Bore with me in defilement , And from defilement laved , When in his strength I ...
... Fathers Who kept the faith below . And there the Sole - Begotten Is Lord in regal state , He , Judah's mystic Lion ... FATHER , Who made me and who saved , Bore with me in defilement , And from defilement laved , When in his strength I ...
Strona 354
... when from ashes Man shall rise mid lightning flashes , - Guilty , trembling with contrition , Save him , Father , from perdition ! JOHN A. DIX . STABAT Mater dolorosa Juxta crucem lacrymosa , Dum pendebat filius 354 POEMS OF RELIGION .
... when from ashes Man shall rise mid lightning flashes , - Guilty , trembling with contrition , Save him , Father , from perdition ! JOHN A. DIX . STABAT Mater dolorosa Juxta crucem lacrymosa , Dum pendebat filius 354 POEMS OF RELIGION .
Strona 356
... Father of the poor , to earth ; Come , with thy gifts of precious worth ; Come , Light of all of mortal birth ! Thou rich in comfort ! Ever blest The heart where thou art constant guest , Who giv'st the heavy - laden rest . Come , thou ...
... Father of the poor , to earth ; Come , with thy gifts of precious worth ; Come , Light of all of mortal birth ! Thou rich in comfort ! Ever blest The heart where thou art constant guest , Who giv'st the heavy - laden rest . Come , thou ...
Strona 357
... Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount , thrice holy fire , Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come ... Father and the Son by thee . Immortal honor , endless fame , Attend the Almighty Father's name ; The Saviour Son be ...
... Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount , thrice holy fire , Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come ... Father and the Son by thee . Immortal honor , endless fame , Attend the Almighty Father's name ; The Saviour Son be ...
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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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Strona 563 - 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,...
Strona 501 - 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.
Strona 725 - 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!
Strona 717 - 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!
Strona 404 - 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...
Strona 687 - 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.
Strona 473 - 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.
Strona 607 - Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar. Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee; Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they?
Strona 721 - 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.
Strona 629 - 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.