Yale Book of American VerseThomas Raynesford Lounsbury Yale University Press, 1912 - 570 pages |
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Page 59
... head , For the starved laborer toil and bread . Power , at thy bounds , Stops and calls back his baffled hounds . Oh , fair young mother ! on thy brow Shall sit a nobler grace than now . Deep in the brightness of the skies The thronging ...
... head , For the starved laborer toil and bread . Power , at thy bounds , Stops and calls back his baffled hounds . Oh , fair young mother ! on thy brow Shall sit a nobler grace than now . Deep in the brightness of the skies The thronging ...
Page 112
... head upon this breast ! " A tear stood in his bright blue eye , But still he answered , with a sigh , Excelsior ! " Beware the pine - tree's withered branch ! Beware the awful avalanche ! " This was the peasant's last Good - night , A ...
... head upon this breast ! " A tear stood in his bright blue eye , But still he answered , with a sigh , Excelsior ! " Beware the pine - tree's withered branch ! Beware the awful avalanche ! " This was the peasant's last Good - night , A ...
Page 132
... head . Lord , how beautiful was Thy day ! Every waft of the air Was a whisper of prayer , Or a dirge for the dead . Ho ! brave hearts that went down in the seas ! Ye are at peace in the troubled stream ; Ho ! brave land ! with hearts ...
... head . Lord , how beautiful was Thy day ! Every waft of the air Was a whisper of prayer , Or a dirge for the dead . Ho ! brave hearts that went down in the seas ! Ye are at peace in the troubled stream ; Ho ! brave land ! with hearts ...
Page 141
... head , And a look of pity ; " Ury's honest lord reviled , Mock of knave and sport of child , In his own good city ! " Speak the word , and , master mine , As we charged on Tilly's line , And his Walloon lancers , Smiting through their ...
... head , And a look of pity ; " Ury's honest lord reviled , Mock of knave and sport of child , In his own good city ! " Speak the word , and , master mine , As we charged on Tilly's line , And his Walloon lancers , Smiting through their ...
Page 142
... heads to meet me . " When each good wife , o'er and o'er , Blessed me as I passed her door ; And the snooded daughter , Through her casement glancing down , Smiled on him who bore renown From red fields of slaughter . " Hard to feel the ...
... heads to meet me . " When each good wife , o'er and o'er , Blessed me as I passed her door ; And the snooded daughter , Through her casement glancing down , Smiled on him who bore renown From red fields of slaughter . " Hard to feel the ...
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