Songs of Three CenturiesJohn Greenleaf Whittier Houghton, Mifflin & Company, 1876 - 352 էջ From Shakespeare to Milton -- From Dryden to Burns -- From Wordsworth to Longfellow. |
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... heard , not a funeral note 152 " On thy fair bosom , silver lake " 155 " The little snow - bird still remains " 165 " Labor is health ! - Lo ! the husbandman reaping 176 " And is the swallow gone ? 182 46 Whither . . . . dost thou ...
... heard , not a funeral note 152 " On thy fair bosom , silver lake " 155 " The little snow - bird still remains " 165 " Labor is health ! - Lo ! the husbandman reaping 176 " And is the swallow gone ? 182 46 Whither . . . . dost thou ...
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... heard a most melodious Of all that might delight a dainty ear , sound , Such as at once might not on living ground , Save in this paradise be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear , To read what manner music ...
... heard a most melodious Of all that might delight a dainty ear , sound , Such as at once might not on living ground , Save in this paradise be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear , To read what manner music ...
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... heard them told . Thy registers and thee I both defy , Not wondering at the present nor the past ; For thy records and what we see do lie , Made more or less by thy continual haste : Or This I do vow , and this shall ever be , I will be ...
... heard them told . Thy registers and thee I both defy , Not wondering at the present nor the past ; For thy records and what we see do lie , Made more or less by thy continual haste : Or This I do vow , and this shall ever be , I will be ...
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... heard , Delights not so my mind , As those things make my heart afeard , Which in myself I find : And I had rather to be blamed , So I were blameless made , Than for much virtue to be famed , When I no virtues had . Though slanders to ...
... heard , Delights not so my mind , As those things make my heart afeard , Which in myself I find : And I had rather to be blamed , So I were blameless made , Than for much virtue to be famed , When I no virtues had . Though slanders to ...
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... heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high up- Divinely warbled voice hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arméd throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye , As ...
... heard the world around : The idle spear and shield were high up- Divinely warbled voice hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arméd throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye , As ...
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Էջ 94 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Էջ 144 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Էջ 179 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost, All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Էջ 120 - Teach us, sprite or bird, what sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Էջ 94 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Էջ 34 - On His Blindness When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?
Էջ 94 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Էջ 134 - And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold; Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Էջ 52 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Էջ 134 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.