The Magazine of Poetry and Literary Review, 1. kötetCharles Wells Moulton C.W. Moulton, 1889 |
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... Light . Quotations . MCNAUGHTON , JOHN HUGH . S. A. Lattimore . 222 The Door Ajar . When the Pale Moon . A Soldier's Mother . Belle Mahone . The Faded Coat of Blue . Quotations . THORPE , ROSE HARTWICK . Curfew Must Not Ring To - Night ...
... Light . Quotations . MCNAUGHTON , JOHN HUGH . S. A. Lattimore . 222 The Door Ajar . When the Pale Moon . A Soldier's Mother . Belle Mahone . The Faded Coat of Blue . Quotations . THORPE , ROSE HARTWICK . Curfew Must Not Ring To - Night ...
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... light , and sound , and thought , - Once in each age , to keep the world in tune He strikes a note sublime . Nor late , nor soon , A god - like soul , — music and passion's birth , — Vibrates across the discord of the earth And sets the ...
... light , and sound , and thought , - Once in each age , to keep the world in tune He strikes a note sublime . Nor late , nor soon , A god - like soul , — music and passion's birth , — Vibrates across the discord of the earth And sets the ...
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... light ! " EACH MOMENT HOLY IS . " EACH moment holy is , for out from God Each moment flashes forth a human soul ... light ! Oh wonderful the way That leads from darkness to the perfect day ! From darkness and from sorrow of the night To ...
... light ! " EACH MOMENT HOLY IS . " EACH moment holy is , for out from God Each moment flashes forth a human soul ... light ! Oh wonderful the way That leads from darkness to the perfect day ! From darkness and from sorrow of the night To ...
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... light ! - Album Leaves . FAITH . - Each heart to its own sincerity Must turn to find the test , For faith in the world is faith in self- He trusts the most who does the best . -Ibid . AMBITION . The palace with its splendid dome , That ...
... light ! - Album Leaves . FAITH . - Each heart to its own sincerity Must turn to find the test , For faith in the world is faith in self- He trusts the most who does the best . -Ibid . AMBITION . The palace with its splendid dome , That ...
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... lights in legendary themes of a bold and striking nature . Such pieces as " The Defense of the Bride , " The Tower ... light stood before . Eight long months the young wife waited , watch- ing from her bridal room For the coming of her ...
... lights in legendary themes of a bold and striking nature . Such pieces as " The Defense of the Bride , " The Tower ... light stood before . Eight long months the young wife waited , watch- ing from her bridal room For the coming of her ...
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103. oldal - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
21. oldal - I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journeywork of the stars, And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren, And the tree-toad is a...
17. oldal - O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells ; Rise up — for you the flag is flung — for you the bugle trills...
85. oldal - ... two souls with but a single thought, two hearts that beat as one.
103. oldal - Happy the man. whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound. Content to breathe his native air. In his own ground Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire. Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away, In health of body, peace of mind. Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease. Together mixt: sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
360. oldal - WHICHEVER way the wind doth blow, Some heart is glad to have it so; Then blow it east or blow it west, The wind that blows, that wind is best.
22. oldal - AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose. Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune, Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms, Strong and content I travel the open road.
21. oldal - I have said that the soul is not more than the body, 'And I have said that the body is not more than the soul, And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's" self is, And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud...
58. oldal - So farre, so fast the eygre drave. The heart had hardly time to beat, Before a shallow seething wave Sobbed in the grasses at oure feet: The feet had hardly time to flee Before it brake against the knee.
58. oldal - And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst my daughter deare ; The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace, The lifted sun shone on thy face, Downe drifted to thy dwelling-place.