Anthology of the World's Best Poems, Volume 3W. H. Wise, 1948 - 3198 pages |
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Page 1277
... silence , yet how loud the praise ! But are they silent all ? or is there not A tongue in every star that talks with man , And woos him to be wise ? nor woos in vain : THIS DEAD OF MIDNIGHT IS THE NOON OF THOUGHT , AND WISDOM MOUNTS HER ...
... silence , yet how loud the praise ! But are they silent all ? or is there not A tongue in every star that talks with man , And woos him to be wise ? nor woos in vain : THIS DEAD OF MIDNIGHT IS THE NOON OF THOUGHT , AND WISDOM MOUNTS HER ...
Page 1303
... silent in their nest , And I must seek for mine . The moon , like a flower In heaven's high bower , With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night . Farewell , green fields and happy grove , Where flocks have took delight : Where ...
... silent in their nest , And I must seek for mine . The moon , like a flower In heaven's high bower , With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night . Farewell , green fields and happy grove , Where flocks have took delight : Where ...
Page 1496
... silent to thee , My God , silent to thee- Pure , warm , silent to thee . As still to the star of its worship , though clouded , The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea ; So dark when I roam , in this wintry world shrouded , The ...
... silent to thee , My God , silent to thee- Pure , warm , silent to thee . As still to the star of its worship , though clouded , The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea ; So dark when I roam , in this wintry world shrouded , The ...
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