Songs in Many KeysTicknor and Fields, 1862 - 308 pages |
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... to his feathers , shining golden - green , When the dark plumage with the crimson beak Has rustled shadowy from its splintered peak ; So trust thy friends , whose babbling tongues would charm 50 PICTURES FROM OCCASIONAL POEMS .
... to his feathers , shining golden - green , When the dark plumage with the crimson beak Has rustled shadowy from its splintered peak ; So trust thy friends , whose babbling tongues would charm 50 PICTURES FROM OCCASIONAL POEMS .
Page 72
... crimson juice the thirsty southern sky Sucks from the hills where buried armies lie , So that the dreamy passion it imparts Is drawn from heroes ' bones and lovers ' hearts . But lulls will come ; the flashing soul transmits Its gleams ...
... crimson juice the thirsty southern sky Sucks from the hills where buried armies lie , So that the dreamy passion it imparts Is drawn from heroes ' bones and lovers ' hearts . But lulls will come ; the flashing soul transmits Its gleams ...
Page 105
... crimson - spotted earth , Where , sobbing his young life away , His own fair Hyacinthus lay . -The hyacinth my garden gave Shall lie upon that Roman grave ! AFTER A LECTURE ON SHELLEY . ONE broad , white 5 * AFTER A LECTURE ON KEATS . 105.
... crimson - spotted earth , Where , sobbing his young life away , His own fair Hyacinthus lay . -The hyacinth my garden gave Shall lie upon that Roman grave ! AFTER A LECTURE ON SHELLEY . ONE broad , white 5 * AFTER A LECTURE ON KEATS . 105.
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... crimson shroud ; Seal the white ashes in the peaceful urn ; All else has risen in yon silvery cloud . Sleep where thy gentle Adonais lies , Whose open page lay on thy dying heart , Both in the smile of those blue - vaulted skies ...
... crimson shroud ; Seal the white ashes in the peaceful urn ; All else has risen in yon silvery cloud . Sleep where thy gentle Adonais lies , Whose open page lay on thy dying heart , Both in the smile of those blue - vaulted skies ...
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... crimson bars , No prowling treason dares to enter ! O brothers , home may be a word - To make affection's living treasure The wave an angel might have stirred - A stagnant pool of selfish pleasure ; HOME ! It is where the day - star ...
... crimson bars , No prowling treason dares to enter ! O brothers , home may be a word - To make affection's living treasure The wave an angel might have stirred - A stagnant pool of selfish pleasure ; HOME ! It is where the day - star ...
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angel arms banner beneath blaze blue breast breath bright burning canker-worms chair cheek clasped Cotton Mather crimson crown dark Deacon dead dear dream earth eyes faded fair falchion flame flow Flower of Liberty Gambrel gleam glistening glittering glory glow golden gray green hand Hark hear heart Heaven hill hour kentry land laugh leaves life's light lips living Logic is logic look Lord maidens Meerschaums moidore morning nurslings o'er old arm-chair OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES parson peaceful plain rills rings roll Romulus and Remus rose round SAUTY scalded milk shade shadows shed shine shore shore and sea sigh sing smile song soul spread spring story stream sweet little tale tears tell thee there's thine thou throbbing throne toil Toll the bell TURELL turn voice waves whisper wild wine wings word world's a stage young youth
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Page 198 - 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 Lair.
Page 199 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn ! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn ! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings :Build thee more stately mansions...
Page 170 - Gray temples at twenty?" — Yes! white if we please; Where the snow-flakes fall thickest there's nothing can freeze! Was it snowing I spoke of? Excuse the mistake!
Page 171 - That could harness a team with a logical chain; When he spoke for our manhood in syllabled fire, We called him "The Justice,
Page 172 - And there's a nice youngster of excellent pith; Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith; But he shouted a song for the brave and the free — Just read on his medal, "My country,
Page 239 - Sun of our life, Thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow of day; Star of our hope, Thy softened light Cheers the long watches of the night.
Page 170 - Hahnsum kerridge" they called it then. Eighteen hundred and twenty came; Running as usual; much, the same. Thirty and forty at last arrive, And then come fifty, and fifty-five. Little of all we value here Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking queer. In fact, there's nothing that keeps its youth, So far as I know, but a tree and truth. This is a moral that runs at large; (Take it. You're welcome. No extra charge.) First of November, the Earthquake-day.
Page 234 - THE LIVING TEMPLE. Not in the world of light alone, Where God has built his blazing throne, Nor yet alone in earth below, With belted seas that come and go, And endless isles of sunlit green, Is all thy Maker's glory seen: Look in upon thy wondrous frame, — Eternal wisdom still the same...
Page 234 - The smooth, soft air with pulse-like waves Flows murmuring through its hidden caves, ] ° Whose streams of brightening purple rush. Fired with a new and livelier blush. While all their burden of decay The ebbing current steals away, And red with Nature's flame they start From the warm fountains of the heart.
Page 138 - We praise him, not for gifts divine, — His Muse was born of woman, — His manhood breathes in every line, — Was ever heart more human ? We love him, praise him, just for this : In every form and feature, Through wealth and want, through woe and bliss, He saw his fellow-creature...