Poems by James T. Fields.

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W. D. Ticknor, 1849 - 112 էջ

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Էջ 5 - That reason, passion, answer one great aim ; That true self-love and social are the same ; That virtue only makes our bliss below, And all our knowledge is — ourselves to know.
Էջ 33 - WE were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, — It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. 'Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!
Էջ 80 - York their schooners ran. They greased the lead before it fell, And then, by sounding through the night, Knowing the soil that stuck, so well, They always guessed their reckoning right. A skipper gray, whose eyes were dim, Could tell, by tasting, just the spot, And so below he'd "dowse the glim" — After, of course, his "something hot." Snug in his berth, at eight o'clock, This ancient skipper might be found; No matter how his craft would rock, He slept — for skippers
Էջ 25 - In the same pious confidence, beside her friend and sister, here sleep the remains of Dorothy Gray, widow, the careful, tender mother of many children, one of whom alone had the misfortune to survive her.
Էջ 81 - We're all a set of stupid fools, To think the skipper knows, by tasting, What ground he's on ; Nantucket schools Don't teach such stuff, with all their basting ! " And so he took the well-greased lead, And rubbed it o'er a box of earth That stood on deck,— a parsnip bed, And then he sought the skipper's berth. " Where are we now, sir ? Please to taste...
Էջ 39 - O SWIFT we go, o'er the fleecy snow, When moonbeams sparkle round ; When hoofs keep time to music's chime, As merrily on we bound. On a winter's night, when hearts are light, And health is on the wind, We loose the rein and sweep the plain, And leave our cares behind.
Էջ 34 - the captain shouted As he staggered down the stairs. But his little daughter whispered, As she took his icy hand : " Isn't God upon the ocean Just the same as on the land...
Էջ 98 - In tropic brightness gleam ; Where'er the sea-bird wets her beak ; Or blows the stormy gale ; On to the water's farthest verge Our ships majestic sail. They dip their keels in every stream That swells beneath the sky ; And where old ocean's billows roll, Their lofty...
Էջ 50 - Still the same, no charm forgot, — Nothing lost that Time had given." not the Dead, who have loved, who have left us, "*" Who bend o'er us now, from their bright homes above ; But believe — never doubt — that the God who bereft us Permits them to mingle with friends they still love.
Էջ 40 - ... merrily on we bound. On a winter's night, when hearts are light, And health is on the wind, We loose the rein and sweep the plain, And leave our cares behind. With a laugh and song, we glide along Across the fleeting snow ; With friends beside, how swift we ride On the beautiful track below ! O!

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