Songs of Three CenturiesJohn Greenleaf Whittier Houghton, Osgood & Company, 1879 - 383 oldal |
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angels beauty bells beneath Bingen bird blessed bliss bonny Braes breast breath bright brow busk calm cheek cloud dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Edom eternal evermore eyes face fair fear flowers frae Glenlogie glory golden grace grave green Grongar Hill hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy hope hour Inchcape Rock JOHN BYROM Kilmeny kissed lady land lassie light lips live Lochaber lonely look Lord maun morning ne'er never night o'er pale praise prayer rest rill Robin Gray rose round Saint Agnes SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE scorn shade shine shore sigh sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tree vale voice wandering waves weary ween weep wild WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings Yarrow youth
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188. oldal - side By those who in their turn shall follow them. So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but,
210. oldal - driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act,—act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind ua Footprints on the sands of time
187. oldal - given, And shall not soon depart: He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright. THANATOPSIS. To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she A
125. oldal - And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord! THE
236. oldal - He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment-seat: Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me: As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free, While God is marching on.
153. oldal - our heavy task was done, When the clock struck the hour for retiring; Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, — But we left him alone with his glory. JOHN
16. oldal - ARIEL'S SONG. WHERE the bee sucks, there lurk I; In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry; On the bat's back I do fly. After summer merrily, Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. THE FAIRY
98. oldal - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity; Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage; thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted forever by the eternal mind, — On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find, In darkness lost, the
58. oldal - praise thee without ceasing, Glory in thy precious love. Finish then thy new creation, Pure, unspotted may we be; Let us see thy great salvation Perfectly restored by thee: Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place! Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
100. oldal - A MEMORY. THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown: This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. The girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower,