Poems of William Cullen BryantHumphrey Milford, 1914 - 371 pages |
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... soft virtues beamed from many an eye , And beat in many a heart that long has slept- Like spots of earth where angel - feet have stepped , Are holy ; and high - dreaming bards have told Of times when worth was crowned , and faith was ...
... soft virtues beamed from many an eye , And beat in many a heart that long has slept- Like spots of earth where angel - feet have stepped , Are holy ; and high - dreaming bards have told Of times when worth was crowned , and faith was ...
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... soft , or scents the sky With flowers less fair than when her reign begun ? Does prodigal Autumn , to our age , deny The plenty that once swelled beneath his sober eye ? VI Look on this beautiful world , and read the truth In her fair ...
... soft , or scents the sky With flowers less fair than when her reign begun ? Does prodigal Autumn , to our age , deny The plenty that once swelled beneath his sober eye ? VI Look on this beautiful world , and read the truth In her fair ...
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... soft embrace , the gay Young group of grassy islands born of him , And crowding nigh , or in the distance dim , Lifts the white throng of sails , that bear or bring The commerce of the world ; -with tawny limb , And belt and beads in ...
... soft embrace , the gay Young group of grassy islands born of him , And crowding nigh , or in the distance dim , Lifts the white throng of sails , that bear or bring The commerce of the world ; -with tawny limb , And belt and beads in ...
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... soft winds , the sun from the blue sky Looks in and sheds a blessing on the scene . Scarce less the cleft - born wild - flower seems to enjoy Existence , than the winged plunderer 20 That sucks its sweets . The mossy rocks themselves ...
... soft winds , the sun from the blue sky Looks in and sheds a blessing on the scene . Scarce less the cleft - born wild - flower seems to enjoy Existence , than the winged plunderer 20 That sucks its sweets . The mossy rocks themselves ...
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... soft and skies are fair , I steal an hour from study and care , And hie me away to the woodland scene , Where wanders the stream with waters of green , As if the bright fringe of herbs on its brink Had given their stain to the wave they ...
... soft and skies are fair , I steal an hour from study and care , And hie me away to the woodland scene , Where wanders the stream with waters of green , As if the bright fringe of herbs on its brink Had given their stain to the wave they ...
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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.