A Treasury of American VerseWalter Learned F.A. Stokes Company, 1897 - 307 oldal |
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... Leaf of a Book of Old Plays , Walter Learned . H. W. Longfellow . I R. W. Gilder . J. R. Lowell . 2 2 6 Theocritus , Identity , Life , Stanzas , A Dead Friend , Loneliness , Example , Fate , • Maurice Egan . 7 T. B. Aldrich . Rich . Coe ...
... Leaf of a Book of Old Plays , Walter Learned . H. W. Longfellow . I R. W. Gilder . J. R. Lowell . 2 2 6 Theocritus , Identity , Life , Stanzas , A Dead Friend , Loneliness , Example , Fate , • Maurice Egan . 7 T. B. Aldrich . Rich . Coe ...
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... Leaves and the Wind , George Cooper . 250 Consolation , A Life Lesson , The Lost Kiss , The Boy to the Schoolmaster , Walter Learned . 251 · J. W. Riley . 252 J. W. Riley . 253 E. J. Wheeler . 255 " Le Dernier Jour d'une Condamné ...
... Leaves and the Wind , George Cooper . 250 Consolation , A Life Lesson , The Lost Kiss , The Boy to the Schoolmaster , Walter Learned . 251 · J. W. Riley . 252 J. W. Riley . 253 E. J. Wheeler . 255 " Le Dernier Jour d'une Condamné ...
viii. oldal
... Leaf , The Music Grinders , On Lending a Punch Bowl , Before the Curfew , Albert G. Greene . 271 Oliver Wendell Holmes . 273 Oliver Wendell Holmes . Oliver Wendell Holmes . Oliver Wendell Holmes . 275 278 282 The Inconsistent Sex , John ...
... Leaf , The Music Grinders , On Lending a Punch Bowl , Before the Curfew , Albert G. Greene . 271 Oliver Wendell Holmes . 273 Oliver Wendell Holmes . Oliver Wendell Holmes . Oliver Wendell Holmes . 275 278 282 The Inconsistent Sex , John ...
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... Leaves and the Wind , 250 HENRY S. Cornwell , My Owl , 157 Unrest , December , · 17 137 138 January , February , May , CHARLES P. CRANCH . Stanzas , MARY EVELYN MOORE DAVIS . Counsel , JULIA C. R. Dorr . Knowing , ALEXANDER W. DRAKE ...
... Leaves and the Wind , 250 HENRY S. Cornwell , My Owl , 157 Unrest , December , · 17 137 138 January , February , May , CHARLES P. CRANCH . Stanzas , MARY EVELYN MOORE DAVIS . Counsel , JULIA C. R. Dorr . Knowing , ALEXANDER W. DRAKE ...
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... Leaf , 273 On Lending a Punch Bowl , 278 The Chambered Nautilus , 174 JOSEPH HOPKINSON , Hail Columbia , • RALPH HOYT . Old , 205 61 • ELLEN C. HOWATH . ' Tis but a Little Faded Flower , 222 JULIA WARD HOWE . Battle Hymn of the Republic ...
... Leaf , 273 On Lending a Punch Bowl , 278 The Chambered Nautilus , 174 JOSEPH HOPKINSON , Hail Columbia , • RALPH HOYT . Old , 205 61 • ELLEN C. HOWATH . ' Tis but a Little Faded Flower , 222 JULIA WARD HOWE . Battle Hymn of the Republic ...
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angels Annabel Lee beautiful Ben Bolt bloom blue breast breath bright brow child CLINTON SCOLLARD cold dark days gone dead dear death deep dream earth eyes face fair Farewell feet fell flowers Forever-never gate GEORGE PARSONS LATHROP gleaming gray grew hair hand hath hear heart heaven HELEN HUNT JACKSON HENRY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW hills JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL kiss land laugh life's light lips little boy live LONGFELLOW maiden meadows mother never Never-forever night o'er poems rain rest RICHARD HENRY STODDARD rose round sail shadows sheepfol shining shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul Speak gently stars stood sweet Symphorien T. B. ALDRICH tears tell thee There's thine THOMAS BUCHANAN READ thou thought tree Twas voice WALTER LEARNED watch waves weary wind woods youth
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274. oldal - And he shakes his feeble head, That it seems as if he said, " They are gone." The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
150. oldal - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.
197. oldal - He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant my feet! Our God is marching on.
154. oldal - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
126. oldal - Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast, The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length.
14. oldal - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist; A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
220. oldal - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still, My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will, The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done, From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won; Exult O shores, and ring O bells! But I with mournful tread, Walk the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
80. oldal - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
131. oldal - Till the sun groivs cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!
174. oldal - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new. Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more. Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap, forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn!