The belfry of Bruges & other poems. Evangeline. The seaside & the firesideJ. R. Osgood & Company, 1873 |
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... o'er the town . As the summer morn was breaking , on that lofty tower I stood , And the world threw off the darkness , like the weeds of widowhood . Thick with towns and hamlets studded , and with streams and vapors gray , Like a shield ...
... o'er the town . As the summer morn was breaking , on that lofty tower I stood , And the world threw off the darkness , like the weeds of widowhood . Thick with towns and hamlets studded , and with streams and vapors gray , Like a shield ...
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... o'er lagoon and dike of sand , I am Roland ! I am Roland ! there is victory in the land ! " Then the sound of drums aroused me . The awak- ened city's roar Chased the phantoms I had summoned back into their graves once more . Hours had ...
... o'er lagoon and dike of sand , I am Roland ! I am Roland ! there is victory in the land ! " Then the sound of drums aroused me . The awak- ened city's roar Chased the phantoms I had summoned back into their graves once more . Hours had ...
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... o'er the hymn - book's fluttering leaves . That on the window lay . Long was the good man's sermon , Yet it seemed not so to me ; For he spake of Ruth the beautiful , And still I thought of thee . Long was the prayer he uttered , Yet it ...
... o'er the hymn - book's fluttering leaves . That on the window lay . Long was the good man's sermon , Yet it seemed not so to me ; For he spake of Ruth the beautiful , And still I thought of thee . Long was the prayer he uttered , Yet it ...
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... o'er the past , As when the sun , concealed Behind some cloud that near us hangs , Shines on a distant field . THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD HIS is the Arsenal . From floor to ceiling , a THIS Like a huge organ , rise the burnished arms ...
... o'er the past , As when the sun , concealed Behind some cloud that near us hangs , Shines on a distant field . THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD HIS is the Arsenal . From floor to ceiling , a THIS Like a huge organ , rise the burnished arms ...
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... O'er distant deserts sounds the Tartar gong . I hear the Florentine , who from his palace Wheels out his battle - bell with dreadful din , And Aztec priests upon their teocallis Beat the wild war - drums made of serpent's skin ; The ...
... O'er distant deserts sounds the Tartar gong . I hear the Florentine , who from his palace Wheels out his battle - bell with dreadful din , And Aztec priests upon their teocallis Beat the wild war - drums made of serpent's skin ; The ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Acadian Albrecht Dürer aloft Balder Basil the blacksmith Béarn beautiful behold belfry BELFRY OF BRUGES bell beneath blossom breath bride Bruges burning CHRYSAOR cloud cried dark dead descended door Evangeline Evangeline's eyes face fair farmer Father fire Ever higher fireside forest forever Forever never Gabriel Gascon Ghent gleam golden Grand-Pré Guy de Dampierre hand hear heard heart heaven higher Sing Jasmin JULIUS MOSEN labor land laugh light loud maiden meadows Minnesingers morning never Never forever Nuremberg o'er ocean odor Ozark Mountains passed prairies prayer priest rain restless restless heart rise river rose round sail Saint sang seemed shadow shining ships shore silent slowly smile song sorrow soul sound spake stands stars stood sweet Tharaw thee thou thought tide toil unto village voice wandered wave weary wild wind words youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 79 - Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small, Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Página 224 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Página 50 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Página 51 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Página 227 - Gods may dwell, Beautiful, entire, and clean. Else our lives are incomplete, Standing in these walls of Time, Broken stairways, where the feet Stumble as they seek to climb. Build to-day, then, strong and sure ; With a firm and ample base ; And ascending and secure Shall to-morrow find its place. Thus alone can we attain To those turrets, where the eye Sees the world as one vast plain, And one boundless reach of sky.
Página 87 - The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Página 63 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, 1 knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong.
Página 112 - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Página 212 - That the sailing sea-bird slowly Poised upon the mast to hear, Till his soul was full of longing, And he cried, with impulse strong, — " Helmsman ! for the love of heaven, Teach me, too, that wondrous song ! " " Wouldst thou," — so the helmsman answered, " Learn the secret of the sea ? Only those who brave its dangers Comprehend its mystery...
Página 225 - Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion, Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.