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" Fresh pearls to their enamel gave, And the bellowing of the savage sea Greeted their safe escape to me. I wiped away the weeds and foam, I fetched my sea-born treasures home; But the poor, unsightly, noisome things Had left their beauty on the shore With... "
Literary Readings: An Introduction to the Study of Literature - 425. oldal
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Select Essays and Poems

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1808 - 168 oldal
...dawn on the alder bough; I brought him home in his nest at even ; 15 He sings the song, but it pleases not now, For I did not bring home the river and sky...the shore; The bubbles of the latest wave 20 Fresh pearl to their enamel gave, And the bellowing of the savage sea Greeted their safe escape to me. I...

The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 oldal
...ear, these sang to my eye. The delicate shells lay on the shore — The bubbles of the latest wave Fresh pearls to their enamel gave, And the bellowing...safe escape to me. I wiped away the weeds and foam, I feteh'd my sea-born treasures home, But the poor, unsightly, noisome things Had left their beauty...

The Pioneer: Or, Leaves from an Editor's Portfolio

Henry Clapp - 1846 - 238 oldal
...on the alder bough ; I brought him home in his nest at even ; — He sings the song, but it pleases not now ; For I did not bring home the river and sky...lay on the shore ; The bubbles of the latest wave Fresh pearls to their enamel gave ; And the bellowing of the savage sea Greeted their safe escape to...

The Pioneer: Or, Leaves from an Editor's Portfolio

Henry Clapp - 1846 - 228 oldal
...my ear ; they sang to my eye. The delicate shells lay on the shore; The bubbles of the latest wave Fresh pearls to their enamel gave ; And the bellowing...safe escape to me : I wiped away the weeds and foam, And fetched my sea-born treasures home; But the poor, unsightly, noisome things Had left their beauty...

A Practical Grammar of the English Language

Noble Butler - 1846 - 268 oldal
...dawn on the alder bough ; I brought him home in his nest at even,— He sings the song, but it pleases not now, For I did not bring home the river and sky, He sang to my ear, they sang to my eye.— BW Emerson. » Eule ix., Rem. 7. b In apposition with it. c This is an idiomatic use of the verb had....

Poems

Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1847 - 264 oldal
...dawn on the alder bough ; I brought him home, in his nest, at even ; He sings the song, but it pleases not now, For I did not bring home the river and sky;...lay on the shore ; The bubbles of the latest wave Fresh pearls to their enamel gave; And the bellowing of the savage sea Greeted their safe escape to...

The Christian garland; or, A companion for leisure hours

Christian garland - 1851 - 296 oldal
...him in glory. JK SEA SHELLS. " The delicate shells lay on the shore, The bubbles of the latest wave Fresh pearls to their enamel gave ; And the bellowing...safe escape to me ; I wiped away the weeds and foam, And fetch'd my sea-born treasures home." NEVER are shells so beautiful as on the sands on which the...

Our Native Songsters

Anne Pratt - 1852 - 502 oldal
...from the alder bough ; I brought him home in his nest at even, — He sings the song, but it pleases not now ; For I did not bring home the river and sky ; He sang to my ear — they sang to my eye." But to return to our sober little bird, which, if its song is sweet, is at least not remarkable for...

Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 560 oldal
...on the alder bough ; I brought him home in his nest at even ; — He sings the song, but it pleases not now ; For I did not bring home the river and sky...lay on the shore ; The bubbles of the latest wave Fresh pearls to their enamel gave ; And the bellowing of the savage sea Greeted their safe escape to...

A Complete Dictionary of Poetical Quotations: Comprising the Most Excellent ...

Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - 1855 - 610 oldal
...from the alder bough ; I brought him home, in his nest, at even ; He sings the song, but it pleases not now, For I did not bring home the river and sky...; — He sang to my ear, — they sang to my eye. Ralph Waldo Emersm The green earth sends its ineense up From every mountain shrine — From every flower...




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