Poems, 1. kötetTicknor, Reed, and Fields, 1849 |
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vi. oldal
... lives , and sure I am that no nobler , gentler , or purer spirit than yours was ever anointed by the Eternal Beauty to bear that part of her divine message which it be- longs to the Great Painter to reveal . The sympa- thy of sister ...
... lives , and sure I am that no nobler , gentler , or purer spirit than yours was ever anointed by the Eternal Beauty to bear that part of her divine message which it be- longs to the Great Painter to reveal . The sympa- thy of sister ...
61. oldal
... mid - watch of a clear , still night , I look into the fathomless blue skies . So circled lives she with Love's holy light , That from the shade of self she walketh free ; The garden of her soul still keepeth she An Eden 61.
... mid - watch of a clear , still night , I look into the fathomless blue skies . So circled lives she with Love's holy light , That from the shade of self she walketh free ; The garden of her soul still keepeth she An Eden 61.
65. oldal
... live As to make earth next heaven ; and her heart Herein doth show its most exceeding worth , That , bearing in our frailty her just part , She hath not shrunk from evils of this life , But hath gone calmly forth into the strife , And ...
... live As to make earth next heaven ; and her heart Herein doth show its most exceeding worth , That , bearing in our frailty her just part , She hath not shrunk from evils of this life , But hath gone calmly forth into the strife , And ...
78. oldal
... live on In kindred spirits , giving them a sense Of boundless power from boundless suffering wrung : And many a glazing eye shall smile to see The memory of my triumph , ( for to meet Wrong with endurance , and to overcome The present ...
... live on In kindred spirits , giving them a sense Of boundless power from boundless suffering wrung : And many a glazing eye shall smile to see The memory of my triumph , ( for to meet Wrong with endurance , and to overcome The present ...
108. oldal
... live upon , More full of love , because of him . And day by day more holy grew Each spot where he had trod , Till after - poets only knew Their firstborn brother as a god . THE TOKEN . It is a mere wild rosebud , 1842 . 108 ...
... live upon , More full of love , because of him . And day by day more holy grew Each spot where he had trod , Till after - poets only knew Their firstborn brother as a god . THE TOKEN . It is a mere wild rosebud , 1842 . 108 ...
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age to age art thou beauty beneath bless bliss blue blue heaven breast BRITTANY calm Caucasus dark dead dear death deep divine doom doth dread dream earth earthly eternal evermore face faith fear feel flowers freedom gentle glad gleams golden green grew hand happy hath hear heard heaven hold in fee holy hope instinct JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL KING ADMETUS leap light lonely look love's lyre man's son inherit Margaret meek mighty mighty heart moon Mordred murmured nature neath never night o'er peace pine poet's poets poor poor man's son Rhocus Rosaline round scarce scorn seemed serene shadow shut silent sing smile song sorrow soul spirit starry stars sunshine sweet thee thine eyes things thou art thought thy heart toil trembled true truth tyrants unto voice wandered wave weary wigwam wind wings words
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195. oldal - ... soul to shine, And makes rest fragrant and benign ; A heritage, it seems to me, Worth being poor to hold in fee. Both, heirs to some six feet of sod, Are equal in the earth at last; Both, children of the same dear God, Prove title to your heirship vast By record of a well-filled past ; A heritage, it seems to me, Well worth a life to hold in fee. THE ROSE: A BALLAD IN his tower sat the poet Gazing on the roaring sea, " Take this rose," he sighed, " and throw it Where there's none that loveth...
220. oldal - BE NOBLE ! and the nobleness that lies In other men, sleeping, but never dead, Will rise in majesty to meet thine own ; Then wilt thou see it gleam in many eyes, Then will pure light around thy path be shed, And thou wilt nevermore be sad and lone.
129. oldal - Yet in herself she dwelleth not, Although no home were half so fair ; No simplest duty is forgot, Life hath no dim and lowly spot That doth not in her sunshine share. She doeth little kindnesses, Which most leave undone, or despise ; For naught that sets one heart at ease, And giveth happiness or peace, Is low-esteemed in her eyes.
222. oldal - GREAT Truths are portions of the soul of man; Great souls are portions of Eternity; Each drop of blood that e'er through true heart ran With lofty message, ran for thee and me; For God's law, since the starry song began, Hath been, and still forevermore must be, That every deed which shall outlast Time's span Must spur the soul to be erect and free...
108. oldal - For idly, hour by hour, He sat and watched the dead leaves fall, Or mused upon a common flower. It seemed the loveliness of things Did teach him all their use, For, in mere weeds, and stones, and springs, He found a healing power profuse.
118. oldal - ... ignorance, Found in it even a moment's fitful rest. There is an instinct in the human heart Which makes that all the fables it hath coined, To justify the reign of its belief And strengthen it by beauty's right divine, Veil in their inner cells a mystic gift, Which, like the hazel twig, in faithful hands, Points surely to the hidden springs of truth.
121. oldal - Rhcecus had a faithful heart enough, But one that in the present dwelt too much, And, taking with blithe welcome whatsoe'er Chance gave of joy, was wholly bound in that, Like the contented peasant of a vale, Deemed it the world, and never looked beyond. So, haply meeting in the afternoon Some comrades who were playing at the dice, 100 He joined them, and forgot all else beside.
114. oldal - All thoughts that mould the age begin Deep down within the primitive soul, And from the many slowly upward win To one who grasps the whole...
205. oldal - MEN ! whose boast it is that ye Come of fathers brave and free, If there breathe on earth a slave...
200. oldal - Truth needs no champions : in the infinite deep Of everlasting Soul her strength abides, From Nature's heart her mighty pulses leap, Through Nature's veins her strength, undying tides. Peace is more strong than war, and gentleness, Where force were vain, makes conquest o'er the wave; And love lives on and hath a power to bless, When they who loved are hidden in the grave.