Chocorua: And Other SketchesW. Canfield, 1838 - 88 páginas |
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... cloud of ills upon that happy dream , - A dark and heavy cloud , we need not name ; Enough to say that they were torn apart ; The boy was driven from his mountain home , From 2 17.
... cloud of ills upon that happy dream , - A dark and heavy cloud , we need not name ; Enough to say that they were torn apart ; The boy was driven from his mountain home , From 2 17.
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... crumbling clay , Bidding thy spirit quit its tenement , — Shalt rise to worlds of purer beauty , where No tempests rage , no clouds obscure the sky , But one unfading Summer decks the scene . THE SNOW - SPIRIT . THE Snow - Spirit came 29.
... crumbling clay , Bidding thy spirit quit its tenement , — Shalt rise to worlds of purer beauty , where No tempests rage , no clouds obscure the sky , But one unfading Summer decks the scene . THE SNOW - SPIRIT . THE Snow - Spirit came 29.
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... clouds that float along the West . And O how pensive is the hour ! See , how his rays of golden hue Linger on yon old ivied tower , As loth to bid the scene adieu ! The birds , that in his rising beams Carroll'd so blithely o'er the ...
... clouds that float along the West . And O how pensive is the hour ! See , how his rays of golden hue Linger on yon old ivied tower , As loth to bid the scene adieu ! The birds , that in his rising beams Carroll'd so blithely o'er the ...
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... clouds around me lower , No tempest rage within my heart , But may my spirit in that hour , Like yonder glorious sun , depart ! And since a cloudless setting sun 10 E'er brings a morning fair and bright , How sweet a day will dawn upon ...
... clouds around me lower , No tempest rage within my heart , But may my spirit in that hour , Like yonder glorious sun , depart ! And since a cloudless setting sun 10 E'er brings a morning fair and bright , How sweet a day will dawn upon ...
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... word ! My vales and cloud - capt hills , My native skies of blue , My rocks and foaming rills , Are bursting on my view ! Then hush , O hush those notes , I cannot , must not hear ! Home - home before me floats , Sweet sounds are 54.
... word ! My vales and cloud - capt hills , My native skies of blue , My rocks and foaming rills , Are bursting on my view ! Then hush , O hush those notes , I cannot , must not hear ! Home - home before me floats , Sweet sounds are 54.
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ANDROS angels art thou Autumn beam beautiful bird beneath bloom bosom bower breast breath brow burst Canonchet cast chang'd cheek Chocorua cloud dark death deep desolate dost dwell E'er earth FALL RIVER flit o'er flower forest forever forth-a gale gaze gentle giant bird glistening glorious green happy hath heart Heaven hill holy Hope hour hush joyous light lone maid Methinks mirth miss thee morning mountain neath night offer My pretty pale pass'd Pawtucket perfume prayer pretty boquet pure RANZ DES VACHES rill ruby grapes scene setting sun sigh sinks Sister smile Snow-Spirit soft song sorrow soul spirit star steals stood strains stream swell tempest thine Thracian turn'd Twelve months ago twilight UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN vale verdant voice watch'd ween Whence whip-poor-will wild WILLIAM CANFIELD wilt thou never wilt thou think wing young youth
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Página 85 - The moon shines bright : in such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees And they did make no noise, in such a night Troilus methinks mounted the Troyan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Página 87 - When sentence of death was passed upon him, he observed / " that he liked it well, for he should die before his heart was soft, or he had spoken any thing unworthy of himself.
Página 27 - O ! the one life within us and abroad, Which meets all motion and becomes its soul, A light in sound, a sound-like power in light, Rhythm in all thought, and joyance...
Página 88 - Carriage was strangely proud and lofty, after he was taken ; being examined why he did foment that War which would certainly be the destruction of him and all the Heathen Indians in the Country, &c. He would make no other reply to any Interrogatories, but this ; That he was born a prince, and if princes came to speak with him he would answer, but none present being such, he thought himself obliged in honour to hold his tongue...
Página 87 - Stanton, a young man that scarce had reached the twenty-second year of his age ; yet adventuring to ask him a question or two, to whom this manly sachem, looking with a little neglect upon his youthful face, replied in broken English, ' You much child, no understand matters of war; let your brother or your chief come, him I will answer...
Página 32 - WHEN the last sunshine of expiring day In summer's twilight weeps itself away, Who hath not felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower? With a pure feeling which absorbs and awes While nature makes that melancholy pause, Her breathing moment on the bridge where Time Of light and darkness forms an arch sublime.
Página 87 - English ; you much Child, no understand matters of War ; let your brother, or your chief come, him I will Answer ; and was as good as his word ; Acting herein, as if by a Pythagorean Metempsychosis, some old Roman Ghost had possessed the body of this Western Pagan...
Página 88 - No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss'd By nightshade, ruby grape of Proserpine; Make not your rosary of yew-berries, Nor let the beetle...
Página 86 - Prepared to walk with her through death's dark vale. And now her eyes grew bright, and brighter still, Too bright for ours to look upon, suffused With many tears, and closed without a cloud. They set as sets the morning star, which goes Not down behind the darkened west, nor hides Obscured among the tempests of the sky, But melts away into the light of heaven.
Página 87 - Regulas, he would not accept of his own life, when it was tendered him, upon that (in his account) low condition of compliance with the English, refusing to send an old Counsellor of his to make any motion that way, saying he knew the Indians would not yield; but more probably he was not willing they should, choosing rather to sacrifice his own, and his people's lives, to his private humour of revenge, than timely to provide for his own and their safety, by entertaining the counsels of a peace, so...