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... grown familiar with your song ; I hear it in the opening year , I listen , and it cheers me long . HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM AT THE CONSECRATION 8 EARLIER POEMS WOODS IN WINTER TO THE DRIVING CLOUD 34158588888 56 57.
... grown familiar with your song ; I hear it in the opening year , I listen , and it cheers me long . HYMN OF THE MORAVIAN NUNS OF BETHLEHEM AT THE CONSECRATION 8 EARLIER POEMS WOODS IN WINTER TO THE DRIVING CLOUD 34158588888 56 57.
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... listen , for my heart is full ; so full That I must speak . Hyp . Alas ! that heart of thine Is like a scene in the old play ; the curtain Rises to solemn music , and lo ! enter The eleven thousand virgins of Cologne ! Vict . Nay , like ...
... listen , for my heart is full ; so full That I must speak . Hyp . Alas ! that heart of thine Is like a scene in the old play ; the curtain Rises to solemn music , and lo ! enter The eleven thousand virgins of Cologne ! Vict . Nay , like ...
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... Listen to me . I am your And by a single word can put a stop To all those idle tales , and make your name Spotless as lilies are . Here on my knees , Fair Preciosa ! on my knees I swear , I love you even to madness , and that love Has ...
... Listen to me . I am your And by a single word can put a stop To all those idle tales , and make your name Spotless as lilies are . Here on my knees , Fair Preciosa ! on my knees I swear , I love you even to madness , and that love Has ...
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... listen to him , when he told his love . Prec . I did not heed his words . Vict . Prec . - Indeed thou didst , And answeredst them with love . Hadst thou heard all Vict . I heard enough . Prec . Be not so angry with me . Vict . I am not ...
... listen to him , when he told his love . Prec . I did not heed his words . Vict . Prec . - Indeed thou didst , And answeredst them with love . Hadst thou heard all Vict . I heard enough . Prec . Be not so angry with me . Vict . I am not ...
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... listen ! ( Enter the PADRE CURA at the door of his cottage . ) Padre Cura , Good day ! and , pray you , hear this edict read . Padre C. Good day , and God be with you ! Pray , what is it ? Pedro C. An act of banishment against the ...
... listen ! ( Enter the PADRE CURA at the door of his cottage . ) Padre Cura , Good day ! and , pray you , hear this edict read . Padre C. Good day , and God be with you ! Pray , what is it ? Pedro C. An act of banishment against the ...
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Angel answered beautiful behold beneath birds breath CHRISTUS cloud COREY cried dark dead death door dream earth ENDICOTT EPIMETHEUS eyes face feet fire forest Giles Corey gleam golden guests hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha holy JOHN ENDICOTT Kenabeek King Olaf Kwasind land Laughing Laughing Water leaves light listen Longfellow look Lord loud LUCIFER maiden MANAHEM meadow merry MICHAEL ANGELO Miles Standish Mondamin morning never night Nokomis o'er Osseo passed Pau-Puk-Keewis PHARISEES poem poet pray prayer Prec PRINCE HENRY river round sails Sandalphon sang shadow shining Sigrid the Haughty silent singing sleep smile song Song of Hiawatha soul sound spake speak stars stood sunshine sweet tale thee thou art thought TITUBA unto Vict village VITTORIA COLONNA voice wait walls wampum whispered wigwam wind wonder words youth
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Page xvii - Find us farther than to-day. Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle 1 Be a hero in the strife
Page 396 - in Galilee, Saying : The Son of Man must be delivered Into the hands of sinful men ; by them Be crucified, and the third day rise again I But go your way, and say to his disciples, He goeth before you into Galilee ; There shall ye see Him as He said to
Page 95 - s roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee, Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, Our faith triumphant o'er our fears, Are all with thee, — are all with thee I
Page xviii - art, That readest this brief psalm, As one by one thy hopes depart, Be resolute and calm. Oh, fear not in a world like this, And thou shall know erelong, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong. FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS The poem in its first form bore the title
Page 11 - I A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device, Excelsior 1 There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior
Page 57 - have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. Anil the night
Page 199 - and two, if by sea ; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and light, — farm, For the country folk to be up and to arm." Then he said, " Good night ! " and with muffled oar Silently rowed to the
Page 361 - been foreshadowed in them I CHRISTUS. For Zion's sake I will not hold my peace, And for Jerusalem's sake I will not rest Until its righteousness be as a brightness, And its salvation as a lamp that burneth ! Thou shall be called no longer the Forsaken,
Page 379 - CHRISTUS. Children ! how hard it is for them that trust In riches to enter into the kingdom of God ! T is easier for a camel to go through A needle's eye, than for the rich to enter The kingdom of God
Page 11 - height, Excelsior 1 At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air, Excelsior I A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device, Excelsior