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141. oldal - The house-dog on his paws outspread Laid to the fire his drowsy head, The cat's dark silhouette on the wall A couchant tiger's seemed to fall; And, for the winter fireside meet, Between the andirons' straddling feet, The mug of cider simmered slow.
128. oldal - Humming-birds and honey-bees; For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade; For my taste the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone : Laughed the brook for my delight, Through the day, and through the night; Whispering at the garden wall, Talked with me from fall to fall : Mine the sand-rimmed pickerel pond, Mine the walnut slopes beyond, Mine on bending orchard trees, Apples of Hesperides...
270. oldal - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar; No harm from him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where his islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift Beyond his love and care.
22. oldal - I hear the tread of pioneers Of nations yet to be ; The first low wash of waves, where soon Shall roll a human sea.
142. oldal - Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust, (Since He who knows our need is just,) That somehow, somewhere, meet we must.
163. oldal - It touched the tangled golden curls, And brown eyes full of grieving, Of one who still her steps delayed When all the school were leaving.
140. oldal - Shut in from all the world without, We sat the clean-winged hearth about, Content to let the north-wind roar In baffled rage at pane and door, While the red logs before us beat The frost-line back with tropic heat...
161. oldal - Others shall sing the song, Others shall right the wrong, — Finish what I begin, And all I fail of win. What matter, I or they ? Mine or another's day, So the right word be said And life the sweeter made...
145. oldal - A ripple on the water grew. A school of porpoise flashed in view. "Take, eat," he said, "and be content; These fishes in my stead are sent By Him who gave the tangled ram To spare the child of Abraham.