Poetical Works: With Numerous IllusHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1886 - 344 σελίδες |
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Άλλες εκδόσεις - Προβολή όλων
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
angels beauty beneath blessed blood bloom breath breeze brow calm chain cloud cold dark dead dear dream earth Esbern Snare evermore evil eyes faith fall Faneuil Hall fathers fear feet fire flowers Freedom gift God's golden gone Goody Cole grave gray green hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy human land leaves light lips living Loch Maree lone look Lord mountain murmur night night is falling Norembega Norridgewock o'er pain pale peace Pennacook pines poor praise prayer priest Quaker rill rock round Saugus shade shadow shame shine shore silent sing slave slavery smile song soul sound spirit stars strong sunset sweet tears thee thine thou thought toil TOUSSAINT L'OUVERTURE tread tree truth unto voice wall waters waves weary Weetamoo white squall wigwam wild wind wood words wrong
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 297 - Our Friend, our Brother, and our Lord, What may thy service be ? — Nor name, nor form, nor ritual word, But simply following Thee.
Σελίδα 185 - But he thought of his sisters proud and cold, And his mother vain of her rank and gold. So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on, And Maud was left in the field alone.
Σελίδα 202 - Old Floyd Ireson, for his hard heart, Tarred and feathered and carried in a cart By the women of Marblehead!
Σελίδα 186 - Dozing and grumbling o'er pipe and mug, A manly form at her side she saw, And joy was duty and love was law. Then she took up her burden of life again, Saying only,
Σελίδα 268 - So all night long the storm roared on : The morning broke without a sun ; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell ; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own.
Σελίδα 176 - WE cross the prairie as of old The pilgrims crossed the sea, To make the West, as they the East, The homestead of the free...
Σελίδα 118 - I hear the tread of pioneers Of nations yet to be ; The first low wash of waves, where soon Shall roll a human sea. The rudiments of empire here Are plastic yet and warm ; The chaos of a mighty world Is rounding into form...
Σελίδα 127 - It may not be our lot to wield The sickle in the ripened field ; Nor ours to hear, on summer eves, The reaper's song among the sheaves ; Yet where our duty's task is wrought In unison with God's great thought, The near and future blend in one, And whatsoe'er is willed is done...
Σελίδα 129 - That all of good the past hath had Remains to make our own time glad, Our common daily life divine, And every land a Palestine.
Σελίδα 112 - Hatred's fagots burn, Glimpses through the smoke discern Of the good hereafter. Knowing this, that never yet Share of Truth was vainly set In the world's wide fallow; After hands shall sow the seed, After hands from hill and mead Reap the harvests yellow. Thus, with somewhat of the Seer, Must the moral pioneer From the Future borrow; Clothe the waste with dreams of grain, And, on midnight's sky of rain, Paint the golden morrow!