Gems for the Fireside: Comprising the Most Unique, Touching, Pithy, and Beautiful Literary Treasures from the Greatest Minds in the Realms of Poetry and Philosophy, Wit and Humor, Statesmanship and ReligionMcNeil & Coffee, 1883 - 912 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 39
... face Spare me and mine , nor let us need the wrath Of the mad , unchained elements , to teach Who rules them . Be it ours to meditate In these calm shades , Thy milder majesty , And to the beautiful order of Thy works Learn to conform ...
... face Spare me and mine , nor let us need the wrath Of the mad , unchained elements , to teach Who rules them . Be it ours to meditate In these calm shades , Thy milder majesty , And to the beautiful order of Thy works Learn to conform ...
Σελίδα 52
... face to me , — Sleep of cold sea - bloom under the cold sea : What pain could get between my face and hers ? What new sweet thing would Love not relish worse ? fair , - Kissing her hair . there , - Kissing her hair . IRT round with ...
... face to me , — Sleep of cold sea - bloom under the cold sea : What pain could get between my face and hers ? What new sweet thing would Love not relish worse ? fair , - Kissing her hair . there , - Kissing her hair . IRT round with ...
Σελίδα 80
... face of the dead ! " Said old Floyd Ireson , for his hard heart , Tarred and feathered and carried in a cart By the women of Marblehead ! The wife of the skipper lost at sea Said , " God has touched him ! why should we ? " Said an old ...
... face of the dead ! " Said old Floyd Ireson , for his hard heart , Tarred and feathered and carried in a cart By the women of Marblehead ! The wife of the skipper lost at sea Said , " God has touched him ! why should we ? " Said an old ...
Σελίδα 93
... face that was upturned toward the bright lantern he held in his hand . questions and ready answers told him all ; and no father could have cared more tenderly for his only child than he for our little Blossom . She was on her way to ...
... face that was upturned toward the bright lantern he held in his hand . questions and ready answers told him all ; and no father could have cared more tenderly for his only child than he for our little Blossom . She was on her way to ...
Σελίδα 95
... face towards his . How tall he seemed and he was President of the United States , too . A dim thought of this kind passed for a moment through Blossom's mind ; but she told her simple and straightforward story , and handed Mr. Lincoln ...
... face towards his . How tall he seemed and he was President of the United States , too . A dim thought of this kind passed for a moment through Blossom's mind ; but she told her simple and straightforward story , and handed Mr. Lincoln ...
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Σελίδα 822 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Σελίδα 464 - On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Σελίδα 209 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Σελίδα 263 - Thy waters washed them power while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow; Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Σελίδα 159 - Tis the wind, and nothing more.' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door; Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,...
Σελίδα 160 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Σελίδα 296 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Σελίδα 793 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Σελίδα 242 - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Σελίδα 366 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?