Poetry of America: Selections from One Hundred American Poets from 1776 to 1876G. Bell, 1878 - 387 oldal |
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xxxvi. oldal
... blow her pudding with the breath of praise . * * * * * Thee the soft nations round the warm Levant Polanta call , the French of course Polante- E'en in thy native regions , how I blush To hear the Pennsylvanians call thee Mush ! On ...
... blow her pudding with the breath of praise . * * * * * Thee the soft nations round the warm Levant Polanta call , the French of course Polante- E'en in thy native regions , how I blush To hear the Pennsylvanians call thee Mush ! On ...
1. oldal
... blow , Unseen thy little branches greet : No roving foot shall crush thee here , No busy hand provoke a tear . By Nature's self in white array'd , She bade thee shun the vulgar eye , And planted here the guardian shade , And sent soft ...
... blow , Unseen thy little branches greet : No roving foot shall crush thee here , No busy hand provoke a tear . By Nature's self in white array'd , She bade thee shun the vulgar eye , And planted here the guardian shade , And sent soft ...
35. oldal
... blow when the heat of day is o'er . Behold the portals open , and o'er the threshold , now , There steps a weary one with a pale and furrow'd brow ; His count of years is full , his allotted task is wrought ; He passes to his rest from ...
... blow when the heat of day is o'er . Behold the portals open , and o'er the threshold , now , There steps a weary one with a pale and furrow'd brow ; His count of years is full , his allotted task is wrought ; He passes to his rest from ...
39. oldal
... blow ; His plighted maiden , when she fears For him , the joy of her young years , Thinks of thy fate , and checks her tears . And she , the mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak ...
... blow ; His plighted maiden , when she fears For him , the joy of her young years , Thinks of thy fate , and checks her tears . And she , the mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak ...
73. oldal
... Blowing over the meadows brown . And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who at the bridge would be first to fall , Who that day would be lying dead , Pierced by a British musket - ball . have read You know the rest . In the books you ...
... Blowing over the meadows brown . And one was safe and asleep in his bed Who at the bridge would be first to fall , Who that day would be lying dead , Pierced by a British musket - ball . have read You know the rest . In the books you ...
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