The Poems of Bayard TaylorTicknor and Fields, 1865 - 419 oldal |
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... nights I give to Art ; These leaves are yours , to whom their speech betrays The changeful fancy and the changeless heart . CEDARCROFT , May , 1864 . B. T. CONTENTS . HE POET'S JOURNAL Preface Page I 3 Darkness HE POET'S JOURNAL.
... nights I give to Art ; These leaves are yours , to whom their speech betrays The changeful fancy and the changeless heart . CEDARCROFT , May , 1864 . B. T. CONTENTS . HE POET'S JOURNAL Preface Page I 3 Darkness HE POET'S JOURNAL.
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... Night 71 The Father 72 The Mother 73 74 The Family POEMS OF THE ORIENT . Proem Dedicatory A Pæan to the Dawn The Poet in the East The Temptation of Hassan ben Khaled The Arab Warrior Arab Prayer El Khalil . Ode to Indolence Song Amran's ...
... Night 71 The Father 72 The Mother 73 74 The Family POEMS OF THE ORIENT . Proem Dedicatory A Pæan to the Dawn The Poet in the East The Temptation of Hassan ben Khaled The Arab Warrior Arab Prayer El Khalil . Ode to Indolence Song Amran's ...
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... Night at Sea . Song The Phantom The Consolation of Song Soldier's Song The Shepherd's Lament 296 297 299 300 302 · 303 304 306 307 308 The Garden of Roses 309 The Three Songs 311 CALIFORNIAN BALLADS AND POEMS . Manuela 315 The Fight of ...
... Night at Sea . Song The Phantom The Consolation of Song Soldier's Song The Shepherd's Lament 296 297 299 300 302 · 303 304 306 307 308 The Garden of Roses 309 The Three Songs 311 CALIFORNIAN BALLADS AND POEMS . Manuela 315 The Fight of ...
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... night , that morn will ever be ? Who knows , far out upon the central sea , That anywhere is land ? And yet , a shore Has set behind us , and will rise before : A past foretells a future . " " Blessed be That Past ! " I answered , " on ...
... night , that morn will ever be ? Who knows , far out upon the central sea , That anywhere is land ? And yet , a shore Has set behind us , and will rise before : A past foretells a future . " " Blessed be That Past ! " I answered , " on ...
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... nights of June , Dream , as ' t were new , the universal dream . This arbor , too , was Ernest's hermitage : Here he had ... night was calm and clear , And in the dying clover crickets chirped . The Past , I felt , the Past alone usurped ...
... nights of June , Dream , as ' t were new , the universal dream . This arbor , too , was Ernest's hermitage : Here he had ... night was calm and clear , And in the dying clover crickets chirped . The Past , I felt , the Past alone usurped ...
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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.