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... tell us nature stores her seeds To give them back in grain . Your throats are gleeful fountains Through which a song - tide flows , — Your voices greet me in the woods On every wind that blows ! I dream that Heaven invites you To bid ...
... tell us nature stores her seeds To give them back in grain . Your throats are gleeful fountains Through which a song - tide flows , — Your voices greet me in the woods On every wind that blows ! I dream that Heaven invites you To bid ...
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... tell me so , I should love you still , I know , - Hate to love will sometimes grow . If you neither love nor hate , For your grace I ne'er will wait ; You will never be my fate ! TO JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL . WHAT rarer , finer bliss than ...
... tell me so , I should love you still , I know , - Hate to love will sometimes grow . If you neither love nor hate , For your grace I ne'er will wait ; You will never be my fate ! TO JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL . WHAT rarer , finer bliss than ...
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... tell ! A sluggard's Paradise , Where fools and idlers flourish well , And troubled winds ne'er rise ? Ah , no , my child ! A battle - field , Where each must take a side , And , ' midst the strife , a sabre wield , And to the vanguard ...
... tell ! A sluggard's Paradise , Where fools and idlers flourish well , And troubled winds ne'er rise ? Ah , no , my child ! A battle - field , Where each must take a side , And , ' midst the strife , a sabre wield , And to the vanguard ...
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... tell ! A pall , a shroud , a bier , A saddened dirge , a funeral knell , With friends who watch and fear ? Ah , no , my child ! ' Tis but a night Of quiet peaceful sleep ; When morning brings the golden light , Sad watchers cease to ...
... tell ! A pall , a shroud , a bier , A saddened dirge , a funeral knell , With friends who watch and fear ? Ah , no , my child ! ' Tis but a night Of quiet peaceful sleep ; When morning brings the golden light , Sad watchers cease to ...
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... tell ; But dead Love shall not break Death's awful spell . DE PROFUNDIS . OUT of the depths , love , have I called to thee ; Love hear my voice , consider well , O love , The voice of my complaint . If prayers could move Thy heart , O ...
... tell ; But dead Love shall not break Death's awful spell . DE PROFUNDIS . OUT of the depths , love , have I called to thee ; Love hear my voice , consider well , O love , The voice of my complaint . If prayers could move Thy heart , O ...
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A. C. McClurg ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE AMÉLIE RIVES baby beauty birds blessed bloom blossoms blue born Boston breast breath breeze bright brow Buffalo Charles Wells Moulton dark dead dear death dream earth eyes F. W. BOURDILLON face fair fate flowers G. P. Putnam's Sons gilt glad gleam glory glow gold golden gray green hand hath heart heaven IBID John Boyle O'Reilly JOHN FULLERTON kiss life's light lips literary live look love's Miscellaneous poems morning neath never night o'er PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON poet poetic portrait published rest ROBERT LOVEMAN rose shadows shining sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sonnet sorrow soul spirit stars summer sweet tears tender thee thine thou thought to-day trees verse voice waves weary wild WILLIAM ALLINGHAM wind wings wonder York young
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Page 219 - Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!
Page 221 - A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Thy gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses, Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies, Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten ; In folly ripe, in reason rotten. Thy belt of straw, and ivy buds, Thy coral clasps, and amber studs, All these in me no means can move To come to thee, and be thy love.
Page 231 - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reasoned high Of Providence, Foreknowledge, Will, and Fate — Fixed fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute — And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.
Page 105 - NEARER, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me ; Still all my song shall be, — Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee...
Page 107 - THE BLUE AND THE GRAY. Bv the flow of the inland river, Whence the fleets of iron have fled, Where the blades of the grave-grass quiver, Asleep are the ranks of the dead; Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day, Under the one, the Blue; Under the other, the Gray.
Page 232 - Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another, Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
Page 96 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Page 219 - HOW dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view ! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew...
Page 99 - This pencil take, (she said,) whose colours clear Richly paint the vernal year : Thine too these golden keys, immortal Boy ! This can unlock the gates of joy; Of horror that, and thrilling fears, Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Page 449 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.