The Poetical Works of William Cullen BryantD. Appleton, 1903 - 418 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα lxiv
... till the day shall dawn - far distant though it may be - when the rights and duties of human brotherhood shall be acknowl- edged by all the races of mankind . He went to the house of General James Grant Wilson after the ceremonies were ...
... till the day shall dawn - far distant though it may be - when the rights and duties of human brotherhood shall be acknowl- edged by all the races of mankind . He went to the house of General James Grant Wilson after the ceremonies were ...
Σελίδα 12
... till time shall call it forth From the low modest shade , to light and bless the earth . V. Has Nature , in her calm , majestic march , Faltered with age at last ? does the bright sun Grow dim in heaven ? or , in their far blue arch ...
... till time shall call it forth From the low modest shade , to light and bless the earth . V. Has Nature , in her calm , majestic march , Faltered with age at last ? does the bright sun Grow dim in heaven ? or , in their far blue arch ...
Σελίδα 14
... Till bolder spirits seized the rule , and nailed On men the yoke that man should never bear , And drave them forth to battle . Lo ! unveiled The scene of those stern ages ! What is there ? A boundless sea of blood , and the wild air ...
... Till bolder spirits seized the rule , and nailed On men the yoke that man should never bear , And drave them forth to battle . Lo ! unveiled The scene of those stern ages ! What is there ? A boundless sea of blood , and the wild air ...
Σελίδα 16
... Till the North broke its floodgates , and the waves Whelmed the degraded race , and weltered o'er their graves . XIX . Vainly that ray of brightness from above , That shone around the Galilean lake , The light of hope , the leading star ...
... Till the North broke its floodgates , and the waves Whelmed the degraded race , and weltered o'er their graves . XIX . Vainly that ray of brightness from above , That shone around the Galilean lake , The light of hope , the leading star ...
Σελίδα 18
William Cullen Bryant. Till men are filled with him , and feel how vain , Instead of the pure heart and innocent hands , Are all the proud and pompous modes to gain The smile of Heaven ; -till a new age expands Its white and holy wings ...
William Cullen Bryant. Till men are filled with him , and feel how vain , Instead of the pure heart and innocent hands , Are all the proud and pompous modes to gain The smile of Heaven ; -till a new age expands Its white and holy wings ...
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Σελίδα 26 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Σελίδα lxxx - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Σελίδα 79 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amid the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Σελίδα 20 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings...
Σελίδα xvi - 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.
Σελίδα lxxx - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Σελίδα 230 - Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink ; Nobody knows but my mate and I Where our nest and our nestlings lie. Chee, chee, chee. Summer wanes ; the children are grown ; Fun and frolic no more he knows ; Robert of Lincoln's a humdrum crone ; Off he flies, and we sing as he goes ; Bob-o'-link, bob-o'-link, Spink, spank, spink ; When you can pipe that merry old strain, Robert of Lincoln, come back again. Chee, chee, chee.
Σελίδα 81 - Written on thy works I read The lesson of thy own eternity. Lo! all grow old and die; but see again, How on the faltering footsteps of decay Youth presses, — ever gay and beautiful youth In all its beautiful forms.
Σελίδα 23 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, By those, who in their turn shall follow them. So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Σελίδα 20 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And gentle sympathy that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware.