American Poets and Their TheologyGriffith and Rowland Press, 1916 - 485 pages |
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... young wife Commemorated in his poem " Annabel Lee " .. 178 Regarded himself as a victim , not as a criminal 179 His miserable death in Baltimore A professed atheist , he still fears God's judg- ment ... 181 182 Conceit of his own powers ...
... young wife Commemorated in his poem " Annabel Lee " .. 178 Regarded himself as a victim , not as a criminal 179 His miserable death in Baltimore A professed atheist , he still fears God's judg- ment ... 181 182 Conceit of his own powers ...
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... young men of the last generation Of all our American poets the most beloved His family and his early home .... His indebtedness to Irving and to Bryant 207-263 ... 209 210 210 212 ..... Hawthorne , Abbott , and Pierce his college mates ...
... young men of the last generation Of all our American poets the most beloved His family and his early home .... His indebtedness to Irving and to Bryant 207-263 ... 209 210 210 212 ..... Hawthorne , Abbott , and Pierce his college mates ...
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... young fellow of eighteen for theft . A bundle of birchen twigs hung beside the chimney of the old log house , as an indispensable part of the kitchen furniture , and as a warning to evil - doers ; and such rods boys often had to gather ...
... young fellow of eighteen for theft . A bundle of birchen twigs hung beside the chimney of the old log house , as an indispensable part of the kitchen furniture , and as a warning to evil - doers ; and such rods boys often had to gather ...
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... young folk of the community . The love of coun- try flourished side by side with the love of nature . The pulpit of that day dealt only with great themes . Heaven and hell were realities that gave light and shade to daily life . Men's ...
... young folk of the community . The love of coun- try flourished side by side with the love of nature . The pulpit of that day dealt only with great themes . Heaven and hell were realities that gave light and shade to daily life . Men's ...
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... young a man . " President Mark Hopkins said that Bryant “ had the wisdom of age in his youth , and the fire of youth in his age . " I have spoken of " Thanatopsis as SO free from foreign influences . " But I cannot wholly agree with ...
... young a man . " President Mark Hopkins said that Bryant “ had the wisdom of age in his youth , and the fire of youth in his age . " I have spoken of " Thanatopsis as SO free from foreign influences . " But I cannot wholly agree with ...
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American Annabel Lee beauty believe Biglow Bryant called Calvinism Christ Christian criticism dear death declares divine doctrine dream earth Emerson eternal ethical evil expression eyes faith father freedom gave genius George William Curtis gift give God's hath heart heaven Holmes Holmes's holy hope human hymn immortality influence intuitionalism JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Jesus Lanier Leaves of Grass light literary literature live Longfellow Lord Lowell Lowell's man's Marshes of Glynn melody mind moral nature ness never o'er Oliver Wendell Holmes pantheistic passion Poe's poet poet's poetical poetry praise prayer prose Puritan Quaker religion religious revelation Scripture seems Sir Launfal song sorrow soul spirit stars suffering sweet thee theism theology thet thine things thou thought tion true truth Unitarian universe utterance verse voice Walt Walt Whitman Whitman Whittier words writes wrote youth
Popular passages
Page 200 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend ! " I shrieked, upstarting, — " Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore ! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken ! Leave my loneliness unbroken ! — quit the bust above my door ! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door ! " Quoth the Raven,
Page 437 - For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Page 241 - STRONG Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove; Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute ; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made.
Page 88 - If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again.
Page 340 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair.
Page 195 - In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor, Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of despair!
Page 247 - 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 199 - Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door— Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door— Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Page 156 - I long for household voices gone, For vanished smiles I long, But God hath led my dear ones on, And He can do no wrong. I know not what the future hath Of marvel or surprise, Assured alone that life and death His mercy underlies.
Page 246 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, . ' Is hanging breathless on thy fate...