Famous Poems Explained: Helps to Reading with the Understanding, with Biographical Notes of the Authors RepresentedNoble and Noble, 1909 - 237 pages |
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... snow shall be their winding - sheet . This is one of the best war poems in the language . It was in the late Charles A. Dana's famous list of " ten best poems . " The poem should be HOHENLINDEN 15 Hohenlinden Alfred Tennyson.
... snow shall be their winding - sheet . This is one of the best war poems in the language . It was in the late Charles A. Dana's famous list of " ten best poems . " The poem should be HOHENLINDEN 15 Hohenlinden Alfred Tennyson.
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... snow , the waving banners , and all the dreadful revelry that Munich and Linden saw on that awful night . HOHENLINDEN 1 On Linden , when the sun was low , All bloodless lay the untrodden snow , And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser ...
... snow , the waving banners , and all the dreadful revelry that Munich and Linden saw on that awful night . HOHENLINDEN 1 On Linden , when the sun was low , All bloodless lay the untrodden snow , And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser ...
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... snow , And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser , rolling rapidly . 6 " T is morn , but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war - clouds , rolling dun , Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy . 7 The combat ...
... snow , And bloodier yet the torrent flow Of Iser , rolling rapidly . 6 " T is morn , but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war - clouds , rolling dun , Where furious Frank and fiery Hun Shout in their sulphurous canopy . 7 The combat ...
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... snow is gone by night ; Each day my steps grow slow , grow light , As through the woods I reverent creep , Watching all things lie " down to sleep . " 2 I never knew before what beds , Fragrant to smell and soft to touch , The forest ...
... snow is gone by night ; Each day my steps grow slow , grow light , As through the woods I reverent creep , Watching all things lie " down to sleep . " 2 I never knew before what beds , Fragrant to smell and soft to touch , The forest ...
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... little flower as white as snow Swayed in the silence to and fro . 4 Day after day with longing eye , The floweret watched the narrow sky , And fleecy clouds that floated by . 5 And through the darkness , night by night , THE BLUEBELL 39.
... little flower as white as snow Swayed in the silence to and fro . 4 Day after day with longing eye , The floweret watched the narrow sky , And fleecy clouds that floated by . 5 And through the darkness , night by night , THE BLUEBELL 39.
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Page 94 - And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail; And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
Page 195 - This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining, with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch!
Page 193 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door — Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as
Page 197 - thing of evil— prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us, by that God we both adore, Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore— Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore!
Page 118 - My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is...
Page 112 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries ; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes : And thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, — when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble...
Page 204 - Little thinks, in the field, yon red-cloaked clown Of thee from the hill-top looking down; The heifer that lows in the upland farm...
Page 67 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ! Thy stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. Forever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us ? JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE.
Page 112 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull, cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee; Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
Page 213 - Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her, And tempted her out of her gloom, And conquered her scruples and gloom; And we passed to the end of the vista, But were stopped by the door of a tomb, By the door of a legended tomb; And I said— "What is written, sweet sister, On the door of this legended tomb?" She replied— "Ulalume— Ulalume— 'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume!