American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: EmersonHoughton, Mifflin, 1892 - 453 σελίδες |
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... natural acquaintance with literature . These poets are our interpreters . All but one are still living , so that the poetry is contemporaneous and appeals through familiar forms ; as far as possible narrative poems have been chosen ...
... natural acquaintance with literature . These poets are our interpreters . All but one are still living , so that the poetry is contemporaneous and appeals through familiar forms ; as far as possible narrative poems have been chosen ...
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... natural make and my temper Painful the task is I do , which to you I know must be grievous . 435 Yet must I bow and obey , and deliver the will of our monarch : Namely , that all your lands , and dwellings , and cattle of all kinds ...
... natural make and my temper Painful the task is I do , which to you I know must be grievous . 435 Yet must I bow and obey , and deliver the will of our monarch : Namely , that all your lands , and dwellings , and cattle of all kinds ...
Σελίδα 94
... natural mar- gin , Spread to a brackish lake the silver stream of ex- istence . Wealth had no power to bribe , nor beauty to charm , the oppressor ; 1305 But all perished alike beneath the scourge of his anger ; Only , alas ! the poor ...
... natural mar- gin , Spread to a brackish lake the silver stream of ex- istence . Wealth had no power to bribe , nor beauty to charm , the oppressor ; 1305 But all perished alike beneath the scourge of his anger ; Only , alas ! the poor ...
Σελίδα 139
... nature within him , - Pride , and the sense of his wrong , and the burning fire of the insult . So he beheld his friend departing in anger , but spake not , Saw him go forth to danger , perhaps to death , and he spake not ! 545 Then he ...
... nature within him , - Pride , and the sense of his wrong , and the burning fire of the insult . So he beheld his friend departing in anger , but spake not , Saw him go forth to danger , perhaps to death , and he spake not ! 545 Then he ...
Σελίδα 148
... nature is noble , Lifting mine up to a higher , a more ethereal level . 675 Therefore I value your friendship , and feel it perhaps the more keenly If If you say aught that implies I am only as one among many , you make use of those ...
... nature is noble , Lifting mine up to a higher , a more ethereal level . 675 Therefore I value your friendship , and feel it perhaps the more keenly If If you say aught that implies I am only as one among many , you make use of those ...
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Σελίδα 10 - Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest. This is the forest primeval ; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman?
Σελίδα 192 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Σελίδα 354 - How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell, We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing. The breeze comes whispering in our ear That dandelions are blossoming near. That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing. That the river is bluer than the sky, That the robin is plastering his house hard by...
Σελίδα 353 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays...
Σελίδα 353 - The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives; His mate feels the eggs beneath her wings, And the heart in her dumb breast flutters and sings; He sings to the wide world, and she to her nest,— In the nice ear of Nature which song is the best?
Σελίδα 12 - West and south there were fields of flax, and orchards and cornfields Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain; and away to the northward Blomidon rose, and the forests old, and aloft on the mountains Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended.
Σελίδα 193 - Unwarmed by any sunset light The gray day darkened into night, A night made hoary with the swarm, And whirl-dance of the blinding storm, As zigzag wavering to and fro Crossed and recrossed the winged snow: And ere the early bedtime came The white drift piled the window-frame, And through the glass the clothes-line posts Looked in like tall and sheeted ghosts.
Σελίδα 12 - Sea-fogs pitched their tents, and mists from the mighty Atlantic Looked on the happy valley, but ne'er from their station descended. There, in the midst of its farms, reposed the Acadian village. Strongly built were the houses, with frames of oak and of hemlock, Such as the peasants of Normandy built in the reign of the Henries.
Σελίδα 193 - A hard, dull bitterness of cold, That checked, mid-vein, the circling race Of life-blood in the sharpened face, The coming of the snow-storm told, The wind blew east; we heard the roar Of Ocean on his wintry shore, And felt the strong pulse throbbing there Beat with low rhythm our inland air. Meanwhile we did our nightly chores, — Brought in the wood from out of doors, Littered the stalls, and from the mows Raked down the herd's-grass for the cows...
Σελίδα 9 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.