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... breathing o'er each rock and cave , To all a wild , strange aspect gives . The thunder - riven oak , that flings Its grisly arms athwart the sky , A sudden , startling image brings To the lone traveler's kindled eye . The gnarled oak ...
... breathing o'er each rock and cave , To all a wild , strange aspect gives . The thunder - riven oak , that flings Its grisly arms athwart the sky , A sudden , startling image brings To the lone traveler's kindled eye . The gnarled oak ...
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... breathe in crowded cities , We're strangers to the ways of trade ; We long to feel the grass beneath us , And ply the hatchet and the spade . Meadows and hills and ancient woodlands Offer us pasture , fruit , and corn ; Needing our ...
... breathe in crowded cities , We're strangers to the ways of trade ; We long to feel the grass beneath us , And ply the hatchet and the spade . Meadows and hills and ancient woodlands Offer us pasture , fruit , and corn ; Needing our ...
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... breathe in happier spheres The names that pleased our mortal ears , In some sweet lull of harp and song For earth - born spirits none too long , Just whispering of the world below Where this was Bill and that was Joe ? No matter ; while ...
... breathe in happier spheres The names that pleased our mortal ears , In some sweet lull of harp and song For earth - born spirits none too long , Just whispering of the world below Where this was Bill and that was Joe ? No matter ; while ...
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... - chair . ' Tis past , ' tis past ! but I gaze on it now , With quivering breath and throbbing brow ; " Twas there she nursed me , ' twas there she died , And memory flows with lava tide . Say ' tis 224 DEPARTMENT OF PUBLIC INSTRUCTION .
... - chair . ' Tis past , ' tis past ! but I gaze on it now , With quivering breath and throbbing brow ; " Twas there she nursed me , ' twas there she died , And memory flows with lava tide . Say ' tis 224 DEPARTMENT OF PUBLIC INSTRUCTION .
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... breath , and the streams cease to flow . The running waters stand still . " " I breathe softly , " replied the maiden , " and beautiful flowers spring up all over the prairies . " " I shake . my locks , " said the old man , " and the ...
... breath , and the streams cease to flow . The running waters stand still . " " I breathe softly , " replied the maiden , " and beautiful flowers spring up all over the prairies . " " I shake . my locks , " said the old man , " and the ...
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Página 25 - Thus the Birch Canoe was builded In the valley, by the river, In the bosom of the forest ; And the forest's life was in it, All its mystery and its magic, All the lightness of the birch-tree, All the toughness of the cedar, All the larch's supple sinews ; And it floated on the river Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily.
Página 25 - From the earth he tore the fibres, Tore the tough roots of the Larch-Tree, Closely sewed the bark together, Bound it closely to the framework.
Página 11 - Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning. Three corpses lay out on the shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those who will never come home to the town; For men must work, and women must weep, And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep; And good-by to the bar and its moaning.
Página 24 - Hiawatha!" With his knife the tree he girdled; Just beneath its lowest branches, Just above the roots, he cut it, Till the sap came oozing outward; Down the trunk, from top to bottom, Sheer he cleft the bark asunder, With a wooden wedge he raised it, Stripped it from the trunk unbroken.
Página 22 - The hallowed seat with listening ear ; And gentle words that mother would give, To fit me to die and teach me to live. She told me shame would never betide, With truth for my creed and God for my guide ; She taught me to lisp my earliest prayer, As I knelt beside that old arm-chair.
Página 24 - Birch-tree! Growing by the rushing river, Tall and stately in the valley! I a light canoe will build me, Build a swift Cheemaun for sailing, That shall float on the river, Like a yellow leaf in Autumn, Like a yellow water-lily!
Página 22 - I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize ; I've bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it with sighs. 'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart ; Not a tie will break, not a link will start. Would ye learn the spell ? — a mother sat there ; And a sacred thing is that old Arm-chair.
Página 23 - Come, let your brown hair, just lighted with gold, Fall on your shoulders again as of old; Let it...
Página 23 - Backward, turn backward, O Time! in your flight; Make me a child again just for to-night!
Página 10 - Each thought on the woman who loved him the best, And the children stood watching them out of the town; For men must work and women must weep, And there's little to earn, and many to keep, Though the harbor bar be moaning.