Poems, Volume 2Ticknor and Fields, 1850 |
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... noon , and br A low and ceaseless sigh ; This memory brightens o'er the p As when the sun , concealed Behind some cloud that near us ha Shines on a distant field . im , changed ; THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD . y. 22 POEMS .
... noon , and br A low and ceaseless sigh ; This memory brightens o'er the p As when the sun , concealed Behind some cloud that near us ha Shines on a distant field . im , changed ; THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD . y. 22 POEMS .
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. im , changed ; THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD . y heart , he THIS is the Arsenal . From floor to ceiling , Like a huge organ , rise the burnished arms ; But from their silent pipes no anthem pealing Startles the ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. im , changed ; THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD . y heart , he THIS is the Arsenal . From floor to ceiling , Like a huge organ , rise the burnished arms ; But from their silent pipes no anthem pealing Startles the ...
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... changed to loaves henceforwa For our fasting brotherhood . " Then in vain o'er tower and turret , From the walls and woodland nest When the minster bells rang noontid Gathered the unwelcome guests . Then in vain , with cries discordant ...
... changed to loaves henceforwa For our fasting brotherhood . " Then in vain o'er tower and turret , From the walls and woodland nest When the minster bells rang noontid Gathered the unwelcome guests . Then in vain , with cries discordant ...
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... changed to devi Frighten mortals wine - o'ertake Now to rivulets from the mountai Point the rods of fortune - teller Youth perpetual dwells in fountain Not in flasks , and casks , and c Claudius , though he sang of flago And huge ...
... changed to devi Frighten mortals wine - o'ertake Now to rivulets from the mountai Point the rods of fortune - teller Youth perpetual dwells in fountain Not in flasks , and casks , and c Claudius , though he sang of flago And huge ...
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... changed was his aspect ! Gone was the glow from his cheek , and the fire from his eye , and his footstep Heavier seemed with the weight of the weary heart in his bosom . But with a smile and a sigh , she clasped his neck and embraced ...
... changed was his aspect ! Gone was the glow from his cheek , and the fire from his eye , and his footstep Heavier seemed with the weight of the weary heart in his bosom . But with a smile and a sigh , she clasped his neck and embraced ...
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Page 22 - Down the dark future, through long generations, The echoing sounds grow fainter and then cease; And like a bell, with solemn, sweet vibrations, I hear once more the voice of Christ say, "Peace !" Peace ! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies ! But beautiful as songs of the immortals, The holy melodies of love arise.
Page 343 - She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead.
Page 126 - Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Page 73 - Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies.
Page 138 - This is the forest primeval; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?
Page 342 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors ; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Page 304 - Standing before Her father's door, He saw the form of his promised bride. The sun shone on her golden hair, And her cheek was glowing fresh and fair, With the breath of morn and the soft sea air.
Page 137 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Page 141 - Dikes, that the hands of the farmers had raised with labor incessant, Shut out the turbulent tides ; but at stated seasons the flood-gates Opened, and welcomed the sea to wander at will o'er the meadows.
Page 189 - This is the house of the Prince of Peace, and would you profane it Thus with violent deeds and hearts overflowing with hatred? Lo! where the crucified Christ from his cross is gazing upon you! See! in those sorrowful eyes what meekness and holy compassion! Hark! how those lips still repeat the prayer, 'O Father, forgive them!