American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: EmersonHoughton, Mifflin, 1879 - 455 oldal |
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... death , March 24 , 1882 , occupying a house known from a former occupant as the Craigie House , and also as Washington's headquarters , that general having so used it while organizing the army that held Boston in siege at the beginning ...
... death , March 24 , 1882 , occupying a house known from a former occupant as the Craigie House , and also as Washington's headquarters , that general having so used it while organizing the army that held Boston in siege at the beginning ...
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... death . A classification of his poems and longer works would be an interesting task , and would help to disclose the wide range of his sympathy and taste ; a collection of the metres which he has used would show the versatility of his ...
... death . A classification of his poems and longer works would be an interesting task , and would help to disclose the wide range of his sympathy and taste ; a collection of the metres which he has used would show the versatility of his ...
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... Death to these foreign soldiers , who seize on our homes and our harvests ! " More he fain would have said , but the merciless hand of a soldier Smote him upon the mouth , and dragged him down to the pavement . In the midst of the ...
... Death to these foreign soldiers , who seize on our homes and our harvests ! " More he fain would have said , but the merciless hand of a soldier Smote him upon the mouth , and dragged him down to the pavement . In the midst of the ...
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... Charles Brockden Brown made his novel of Arthur Mervyn turn largely apon the incidents of the plague , which drove Brown away from home for a time . So death flooded life , and , o'erflowing its natural EVANGELINE . 95.
... Charles Brockden Brown made his novel of Arthur Mervyn turn largely apon the incidents of the plague , which drove Brown away from home for a time . So death flooded life , and , o'erflowing its natural EVANGELINE . 95.
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... death flooded life , and , o'erflowing its natural margin , Spread to a brackish lake , the silver stream of existence . 1305 Wealth had no power to bribe , nor beauty to charm , the oppressor ; But all perished alike beneath the ...
... death flooded life , and , o'erflowing its natural margin , Spread to a brackish lake , the silver stream of existence . 1305 Wealth had no power to bribe , nor beauty to charm , the oppressor ; But all perished alike beneath the ...
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354. oldal - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might. An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
17. oldal - Hearty and hale was he, an oak that is covered with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves.
15. oldal - West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain ; and away to the northward Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended.
354. oldal - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves. And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives ; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings ; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest, — In the nice ear of nature which song is the best...
187. oldal - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; ,Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar. In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
36. oldal - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
279. oldal - Oft when the wine in his glass was red, He longed for the wayside well instead; And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms, To dream of meadows and clover-blooms. And the proud man sighed, with a secret pain, "Ah, that I were free again!
192. oldal - Littered the stalls, and from the mows Raked down the herd's-grass for the cows ; Heard the horse whinnying for his corn ; And, sharply clashing horn on horn, Impatient down the stanchion rows The cattle shake their walnut bows...
18. oldal - Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them...
17. oldal - Softly the Angelus sounded, and over the roofs of the village Columns of pale blue smoke, like clouds of incense ascending, Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.