The Poems of Bayard TaylorTicknor and Fields, 1865 - 419 oldal |
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... May 25 30 32 34 35 36 Churchyard Roses 38 Autumnal Dreams 39 In Winter 41 Young Love 42 The Chapel 44 If Love should come again 45 Third Evening 49 The Return of Spring 53 Morning Questions The Vision 54 55 56 58 Love Returned.
... May 25 30 32 34 35 36 Churchyard Roses 38 Autumnal Dreams 39 In Winter 41 Young Love 42 The Chapel 44 If Love should come again 45 Third Evening 49 The Return of Spring 53 Morning Questions The Vision 54 55 56 58 Love Returned.
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... comes to me to - day . Does she forget the trysts we used to keep , When dead leaves rustled on autumnal ground , Or the lone garret , whence she banished sleep With threats of silver sound ? Does she forget how shone the happy eyes ...
... comes to me to - day . Does she forget the trysts we used to keep , When dead leaves rustled on autumnal ground , Or the lone garret , whence she banished sleep With threats of silver sound ? Does she forget how shone the happy eyes ...
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... Come , leave the flowery terrace , leave the beds Where Southern children wake to Northern air : Let yon mimosas droop their tufted heads , These myrtle - trees their nuptial beauty wear , And while the dying day reluctant treads From ...
... Come , leave the flowery terrace , leave the beds Where Southern children wake to Northern air : Let yon mimosas droop their tufted heads , These myrtle - trees their nuptial beauty wear , And while the dying day reluctant treads From ...
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... Come to my side , and hear ! IV . The poems ripened in a heart at rest , A life that first through you is free and strong , Take them and warm them in your partial breast , Before they try the common air of song ! Fame won at home is of ...
... Come to my side , and hear ! IV . The poems ripened in a heart at rest , A life that first through you is free and strong , Take them and warm them in your partial breast , Before they try the common air of song ! Fame won at home is of ...
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... come ! " the early sunbeams cried ; " Will come ! " was breathed through all the wood- lands wide ; " Will come , will come ! " said cloud , and brook , and bird ; And when the hollow roll of wheels was heard Across the bridge , it ...
... come ! " the early sunbeams cried ; " Will come ! " was breathed through all the wood- lands wide ; " Will come , will come ! " said cloud , and brook , and bird ; And when the hollow roll of wheels was heard Across the bridge , it ...
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The Poems of Bayard Taylor Bayard Taylor,Albert Henry 1863-1907 [From Ol Smyth Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2018 |
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134. oldal - And the midnight hears my cry: I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold...
246. oldal - Voice after voice caught up the song, Until its tender passion Rose like an anthem rich and strong — Their battle-eve confession. Dear girl! Her name he dared not speak; But as the song grew louder, Something upon the Soldier's cheek Washed off the stains of powder. Beyond the darkening ocean burned The bloody sunset's embers, While the Crimean valleys learned How English love remembers.
407. oldal - General," still persisting, the weeping veteran cried, "I'm young enough to follow, so long as you're my guide; And some, you know, must bite the dust, and that, at least, can I, So give the young ones place to fight, but me a place to die!
321. oldal - They grappled with desperate madness, On the slippery edge of the wall ; They swayed on the brink, and together Reeled out to the rush of the fall. A cry of the wildest death-anguish Rang faint through the mist afar, And the riderless mule went homeward From the fight of the Paso del Mar.
265. oldal - I used to blush when he came near, but then I showed no sign ; With all the meeting looking on, I held his hand in mine. It seemed my bashfulness was gone, now I was his for life : Thee knows the feeling, Hannah, — thee, too, hast been a wife.
406. oldal - An old and crippled veteran to the War Department came; He sought the Chief who led him on many a field of fame; The Chief who shouted "Forward!" where'er his banner rose, And bore its stars in triumph behind the flying foes. "Have you forgotten, General," the battered soldier cried, "The days of Eighteen Hundred Twelve, when I was at your side?
246. oldal - Dear girl, her name he dared not speak, But, as the song grew louder, Something upon the soldier's cheek Washed off the stains of powder. Beyond the darkening ocean burned The bloody sunset's embers, While the Crimean valleys learned How English love remembers. And once again a fire of hell Rained on the Russian quarters, With scream of shot, and burst of shell, And bellowing of the mortars! And Irish Nora's eyes are dim For a singer, dumb and gory; And English Mary mourns for him Who sang of "Annie...
130. oldal - Crimson with shame the questioners withdrew, And they declared : " The Prophet's words were true ; The mouth of Ali is the golden door Of Wisdom." When his friends to Ali bore These words, he smiled and said : " And should they ask The same until my dying day, the task Were easy ; for the stream from Wisdom's well, Which God supplies, is inexhaustible.
83. oldal - The cicale above in the lime, And the lizards below in the grass, Were as silent as ever old Tmolus was, Listening to my sweet pipings.
262. oldal - Come, sit thee down ! Here is the bench where Benjamin would sit On First-day afternoons in spring, and watch the swallows flit: He loved to smell the sprouting box, and hear the pleasant bees Go humming round the lilacs and through the appletrees.