Poetic Pearls: With Notes and IllustrationsRichard Rhodes Rhodes & McClure, 1887 - 407 էջ |
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... Thoughts . - E . P. Brothwell ... Sad - A Short Tale in Short Words . - W . S. F .. 181 82 " Sometime , We Say , and Turn our Eyes " . Sunset with the Clouds ... 66 ..... .111 Song of Lightning . - Geo . W. Cutter .. 115 Song on May ...
... Thoughts . - E . P. Brothwell ... Sad - A Short Tale in Short Words . - W . S. F .. 181 82 " Sometime , We Say , and Turn our Eyes " . Sunset with the Clouds ... 66 ..... .111 Song of Lightning . - Geo . W. Cutter .. 115 Song on May ...
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... with his foot on the prey , And the nightingale thought , " I have sung many songs , But never a one so gay , For he sings of what the world will be When the years have died away . " M THE WHISTLER . " You have heard , "
... with his foot on the prey , And the nightingale thought , " I have sung many songs , But never a one so gay , For he sings of what the world will be When the years have died away . " M THE WHISTLER . " You have heard , "
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... thoughts that burn below . Beautiful lips are those whose words Leap from the heart like songs of birds , Yet whose utterance prudence girds . Beautiful hands are those that do Work that is earnest and brave and true , Moment by moment ...
... thoughts that burn below . Beautiful lips are those whose words Leap from the heart like songs of birds , Yet whose utterance prudence girds . Beautiful hands are those that do Work that is earnest and brave and true , Moment by moment ...
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... thought your red , red lips were rosebuds , dear ! " Tossing her sunny curls , she raised her head , As , with an air of queenly grace , she said : " This once I will forgive ; but , pray , beware 31 How often you mistake for blossoms ...
... thought your red , red lips were rosebuds , dear ! " Tossing her sunny curls , she raised her head , As , with an air of queenly grace , she said : " This once I will forgive ; but , pray , beware 31 How often you mistake for blossoms ...
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... thought of care , Whether waking find me here , or there . A bowing , burdened head , that only asks to rest , Unquestioning , upon a loving breast . My good right hand forgets its cunning now ; To march the weary march I know not how ...
... thought of care , Whether waking find me here , or there . A bowing , burdened head , that only asks to rest , Unquestioning , upon a loving breast . My good right hand forgets its cunning now ; To march the weary march I know not how ...
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Էջ 255 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course ; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Էջ 94 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Էջ 256 - Thou shalt lie down With patriarchs of the infant world — with kings, The powerful of the earth — the wise, the good, Fair forms, and hoary seers of ages past, All in one mighty sepulchre.
Էջ 255 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Էջ 29 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied. That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, — How...
Էջ 135 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Էջ 347 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Էջ 257 - So shalt thou rest; and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure! All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Էջ 269 - Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame Hesperus with the host of Heaven came And, lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Էջ 293 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...