Idyls and stories in verseHenry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig Doubleday, Page, 1912 |
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... to him ? The young Ginevra was his all in life , Still as she grew , for ever in his sight ; And in her fifteenth year became a bride , Marrying an only son , Francesco Doria , Her playmate from her birth , and her first love . Just as ...
... to him ? The young Ginevra was his all in life , Still as she grew , for ever in his sight ; And in her fifteenth year became a bride , Marrying an only son , Francesco Doria , Her playmate from her birth , and her first love . Just as ...
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Agnes Barum beauty beneath blue breast breath bride bright brow cloud Cockpen cried cursed Cutty-sark dark dead dear deep door Dora dream earth Edward Rowland Sill Excalibur eyes face fair fear fell flew flowers frae Gilpin Gleam grace gray grew guilders hair hand happy hath heard heart heathen Chinee heaven holy hour Jackdaw James Russell Lowell Kilmeny King King Arthur knee knew lady land light lips lived look look'd Lord Lord Tennyson morn never night o'er pipe Porphyro prayer Rhocus Robert Browning rose round seem'd seemed seen Sensitive Plant sigh sing Sir Bedivere Sir Launfal sleep smile soft song soul sound stars stood stream sure as fate sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought thro voice wind wings wonder word youth
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Էջ 102 - UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Էջ 45 - Perhaps the Christian volume is the theme: How guiltless blood for guilty man was shed; How He Who bore in Heaven the second name Had not on earth whereon to lay His head; How His first followers and servants sped; The precepts sage they wrote to many a land; How he, who lone in' Patmos banished, Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Bab'lon's doom pronounced by Heaven's command. Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope 'springs...
Էջ 47 - From scenes like these old Scotia's grandeur springs, That makes her loved at home, revered abroad : Princes and lords are but the breath of kings ; ' An honest man 's the noblest work of God : ' And certes, in fair virtue's heavenly road, The cottage leaves the palace far behind ; What is a lordling's pomp ? a cumbrous load, Disguising oft the wretch of human kind, Studied in arts of hell, in wickedness...
Էջ 77 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seemed a splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Էջ 185 - AT midnight, in his guarded tent, The Turk was dreaming of the hour When Greece, her knee in suppliance bent, Should tremble at his power ; In dreams, through camp and court, he bore The trophies of a conqueror ; In dreams his song of triumph heard. Then wore his monarch's signet ring, Then pressed that monarch's throne — a King ; As wild his thoughts, and gay of wing, As Eden's garden bird.
Էջ 122 - 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." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,
Էջ 46 - That thus they all shall meet in future days ; There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear ; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Էջ 45 - His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare : .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And " Let us worship God ! " he says with solemn air. They chant their artless notes in simple guise ; They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim : Perhaps " Dundee's" wild-warbling measures rise, Or plaintive '
Էջ 187 - Strike — till the last armed foe expires; Strike — for your altars and your fires; Strike — for the green graves of your sires, God — and your native land!
Էջ 181 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the angel of death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he pass'd; And the eyes of the sleepers wax'd deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still...