Songs in Many KeysTicknor and Fields, 1862 - 308 pages |
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... wing . The streets are loud with noisy mirth , They dance on every green ; The morning's dial marks the birth Of proud Braganza's queen . At eve beneath their pictured dome The gilded courtiers throng ; The broad moidores have cheated ...
... wing . The streets are loud with noisy mirth , They dance on every green ; The morning's dial marks the birth Of proud Braganza's queen . At eve beneath their pictured dome The gilded courtiers throng ; The broad moidores have cheated ...
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... the shadowy plains , Stanch the deep wound that dries the maple's veins . Come with the stream whose silver - braided rills Fling their unclasping bracelets from the hills , Till in one gleam , beneath the forest's wings , A POEM . 37.
... the shadowy plains , Stanch the deep wound that dries the maple's veins . Come with the stream whose silver - braided rills Fling their unclasping bracelets from the hills , Till in one gleam , beneath the forest's wings , A POEM . 37.
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Oliver Wendell Holmes. Till in one gleam , beneath the forest's wings , Melts the white glitter of a hundred springs . Come from the steeps where look majestic forth From their twin thrones the Giants of the North On the huge shapes ...
Oliver Wendell Holmes. Till in one gleam , beneath the forest's wings , Melts the white glitter of a hundred springs . Come from the steeps where look majestic forth From their twin thrones the Giants of the North On the huge shapes ...
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... wing against the sunny pane , Or crawls , tenacious , o'er its lucid plain ; From shaded chinks of lichen - crusted walls , In languid curves , the gliding serpent crawls ; The bog's green harper , thawing from his sleep , Twangs a ...
... wing against the sunny pane , Or crawls , tenacious , o'er its lucid plain ; From shaded chinks of lichen - crusted walls , In languid curves , the gliding serpent crawls ; The bog's green harper , thawing from his sleep , Twangs a ...
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... wings returning Summer calls Through the deep arches of her forest halls ; The bluebird , breathing from his azure plumes The fragrance borrowed where the myrtle blooms ; The thrush , poor wanderer , dropping meekly down , Clad in his ...
... wings returning Summer calls Through the deep arches of her forest halls ; The bluebird , breathing from his azure plumes The fragrance borrowed where the myrtle blooms ; The thrush , poor wanderer , dropping meekly down , Clad in his ...
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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...