Poems of WomanhoodG. Coolidge, 1861 - 128 oldal |
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17. oldal
... rise ; Whose cheek the morning in her soul illumes ; Whose little , loving heart a word , a glance , Can sway to grief or glee ; who leaves her play , And puts up her sweet mouth and dimpled arms Each moment for a kiss , and softly asks ...
... rise ; Whose cheek the morning in her soul illumes ; Whose little , loving heart a word , a glance , Can sway to grief or glee ; who leaves her play , And puts up her sweet mouth and dimpled arms Each moment for a kiss , and softly asks ...
37. oldal
... rise A benediction reaching to the skies . Thine is a nobler , deeper , truer fame Than his whose laurels bloom around his name . Thanks thou hast shown where Woman's feet may tread , Nor fear the scorn once showered on her head ; Shown ...
... rise A benediction reaching to the skies . Thine is a nobler , deeper , truer fame Than his whose laurels bloom around his name . Thanks thou hast shown where Woman's feet may tread , Nor fear the scorn once showered on her head ; Shown ...
38. oldal
... Parted from her who shared his every ill , Woman remains his household angel still ! But often- O , how often ! - do we see A woman rising from her misery To take the father's place ! God hath decreed That 38 POEMS OF WOMANHOOD .
... Parted from her who shared his every ill , Woman remains his household angel still ! But often- O , how often ! - do we see A woman rising from her misery To take the father's place ! God hath decreed That 38 POEMS OF WOMANHOOD .
40. oldal
... " is the brightest star . If ye , in your strong affection , Urge your son to be a true man , Urge your daughter no less strongly To rise up and be a woman Yes , a woman— brightest model Of that light and 40 POEMS OF WOMANHOOD .
... " is the brightest star . If ye , in your strong affection , Urge your son to be a true man , Urge your daughter no less strongly To rise up and be a woman Yes , a woman— brightest model Of that light and 40 POEMS OF WOMANHOOD .
47. oldal
... other's vanquished by disease and pain ; But this which lives when Fate is unpropitious , Shall rise to heaven , and there an entrance gain . John S. Adams . SHAKSPEARE'S WOMEN . BEYOND me and above me , far POEMS OF WOMANHOOD . 47.
... other's vanquished by disease and pain ; But this which lives when Fate is unpropitious , Shall rise to heaven , and there an entrance gain . John S. Adams . SHAKSPEARE'S WOMEN . BEYOND me and above me , far POEMS OF WOMANHOOD . 47.
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Alfred Tennyson angel ASTHMA babe Barbara Fane beauty beside blessed bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow cheek cheer child dark dear deep Dickie Lee doth dream E'en earth eyes face faded fair Faithful forever fame Father fear feel flowers fond fount gaze gentle grace grave gray grief hair hand happy hath heart heaven Home Journal hope hour Joanna Baillie kiss knee lady life's light lips lisped live lonely look love's mother-rock murmur ne'er neath never night noble o'er old ring pain Pilgrim Society prayer rapture rest RHEIMS rills round shade shining sigh sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit star steal sweet tears tender Thane thee thine thou hast thought thrill thy mother tread true Twill twine unto Venomed voice wanders warm watch weary weep whisper white banner WIDOW wife wild woman words youth
Népszerű szakaszok
67. oldal - Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart, as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep; — Rock me to sleep, mother, —rock me to sleep ! Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years!
63. oldal - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
68. oldal - Come, let your brown hair just lighted with gold Fall on your shoulders again as of old : Let it drop over my forehead to-night, Shading my faint eyes away from the light ; For with its sunny-edged shadows once more Haply will throng the sweet visions of yore ; Lovingly, softly, its bright billows sweep ; Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.
53. oldal - Aye, on the boy he looks, The bright glad creature springing in his path, But as the heir of his great name, the young And stately tree, whose rising strength ere long Shall bear his trophies well.
36. oldal - While thou liest warm at home, secure and safe ; And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks, and true obedience — Too little payment for so great a debt.
26. oldal - After the evening prayer, And speak of what these pages said, In tones my heart would thrill! Though they are with the silent dead, Here are they living still! My father read this Holy Book To brothers, sisters dear...
25. oldal - THIS book is all that's left me now, — Tears will unbidden start, — With faltering lip and throbbing brow I press it to my heart. For many generations past Here is our family tree ; My mother's hands this Bible clasped, She, dying, gave it me.
4. oldal - One chord that any other hand Could better wake or still? Speak now - lest at some future day my whole life wither and decay. Lives there within thy nature hid The demon-spirit Change, Shedding a passing glory still On all things new and strange? It may not be thy fault alone - but shield my heart against thy own.
104. oldal - Unto the Temple service: — by the hand She led him, and her silent soul, the while, Oft as the dewy laughter of his eye Met her sweet serious glance, rejoiced to think That aught so pure, so beautiful, was hers, To bring before her God.
16. oldal - And he look'd at her and said, " Bring the dress and put it on her, That she wore when she was wed.