Poems of William Cullen BryantHumphrey Milford, 1914 - 371 pages |
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... brings Freedom in her train , Let happy lips his songs rehearse ; His life is now his noblest strain , His manhood better than his verse ! Thank God ! his hand on Nature's keys Its cunning keeps at life's full span ; But , dimmed and ...
... brings Freedom in her train , Let happy lips his songs rehearse ; His life is now his noblest strain , His manhood better than his verse ! Thank God ! his hand on Nature's keys Its cunning keeps at life's full span ; But , dimmed and ...
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... brings New change , to her , of everlasting youth ; Still the green soil , with joyous living things , Swarms , the wide air is full of joyous wings , And myriads , still , are happy in the sleep Of Ocean's azure gulfs , and where he ...
... brings New change , to her , of everlasting youth ; Still the green soil , with joyous living things , Swarms , the wide air is full of joyous wings , And myriads , still , are happy in the sleep Of Ocean's azure gulfs , and where he ...
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... bring The commerce of the world ; -with tawny limb , And belt and beads in sunlight glistening , 251 The savage urged his skiff like wild bird on the wing . XXIX Then all this youthful paradise around , And all the broad and boundless ...
... bring The commerce of the world ; -with tawny limb , And belt and beads in sunlight glistening , 251 The savage urged his skiff like wild bird on the wing . XXIX Then all this youthful paradise around , And all the broad and boundless ...
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... bring a kindred calm , and the sweet breeze That makes the green leaves dance , shall waft a balm To thy sick heart . Thou wilt find nothing here Of all that pained thee in the haunts of men , IO And made thee loathe thy life . The ...
... bring a kindred calm , and the sweet breeze That makes the green leaves dance , shall waft a balm To thy sick heart . Thou wilt find nothing here Of all that pained thee in the haunts of men , IO And made thee loathe thy life . The ...
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... brings The long drear storm on its heavy wings ; But the howling wind and the driving rain Will beat my houseless head in vain : I shall stay , from my murdered sons to scare The beasts of the desert , and fowls of air . ' THE OLD MAN'S ...
... brings The long drear storm on its heavy wings ; But the howling wind and the driving rain Will beat my houseless head in vain : I shall stay , from my murdered sons to scare The beasts of the desert , and fowls of air . ' THE OLD MAN'S ...
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Page 16 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Page 11 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Page 171 - Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Page 17 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 12 - Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 81 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
Page 217 - Six white eggs on a bed of hay, Flecked with purple, a pretty sight : There as the mother sits all day, Robert is singing with all his might, Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink, Nice good wife that never goes out, Keeping house while I frolic about. Chee, chee, chee.
Page 16 - Seek'st thou the plashy brink Of weedy lake, or marge of river wide, Or where the rocking billows rise and sink On the chafed ocean side ? There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering but not lost.
Page 80 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread...
Page 68 - Here is continual worship ; nature, here, In the tranquillity that thou dost love, Enjoys thy presence. Noiselessly, around, From perch to perch, the solitary bird Passes ; and yon clear spring, that, 'midst its herbs, Wells softly forth, and visits the strong roots Of half the mighty forest, tells no tale Of all the good it does. Thou hast not left Thyself without a witness, in these shades, Of thy perfections. Grandeur, strength, and grace Are here to speak of thee.