The Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier: Complete in Two Volumes, Том 2Ticknor and Fields, 1868 |
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... strong working hand makes strong the working brain . The doom which to the guilty pair Without the walls of Eden came , Transforming sinless ease to care And rugged toil , no more shall bear The burden of old crime , or mark of primal ...
... strong working hand makes strong the working brain . The doom which to the guilty pair Without the walls of Eden came , Transforming sinless ease to care And rugged toil , no more shall bear The burden of old crime , or mark of primal ...
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... strong and hearty German ; And Bloomfield's lay , and Gifford's wit , And patriot fame of Sherman ; Still from his book , a mystic seer , The soul of Behmen teaches , And England's priestcraft shakes to hear Of Fox's leathern breeches ...
... strong and hearty German ; And Bloomfield's lay , and Gifford's wit , And patriot fame of Sherman ; Still from his book , a mystic seer , The soul of Behmen teaches , And England's priestcraft shakes to hear Of Fox's leathern breeches ...
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... wives are knitting ; While in the fire - light strong and clear Young eyes of pleasure glisten , To tales of all we see and hear The ears of home shall listen . THE FISHERMEN . By many a Northern lake and hill 12 SONGS OF LABOR .
... wives are knitting ; While in the fire - light strong and clear Young eyes of pleasure glisten , To tales of all we see and hear The ears of home shall listen . THE FISHERMEN . By many a Northern lake and hill 12 SONGS OF LABOR .
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... strong , Penobscot passes White with foamy falls ; Where , through clouds , are glimpses given Of Katahdin's sides , - Rock and forest piled to heaven , Torn and ploughed by slides ! Far below , the Indian trapping , In the sunshine ...
... strong , Penobscot passes White with foamy falls ; Where , through clouds , are glimpses given Of Katahdin's sides , - Rock and forest piled to heaven , Torn and ploughed by slides ! Far below , the Indian trapping , In the sunshine ...
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... strong and brave ; On the forehead of his neighbor No man writeth Slave ! Lo , the day breaks ! old Katahdin's Pine - trees show its fires , While from these dim forest gardens Rise their blackened spires . Up , my comrades ! up and ...
... strong and brave ; On the forehead of his neighbor No man writeth Slave ! Lo , the day breaks ! old Katahdin's Pine - trees show its fires , While from these dim forest gardens Rise their blackened spires . Up , my comrades ! up and ...
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Стр. 232 - Live and laugh, as boyhood can! Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil...
Стр. 118 - 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.
Стр. 261 - God pity them both ! and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these :
Стр. 319 - Mother and sister, wife and maid, Looked from the rocks of Marblehead Over the moaning and rainy sea, — Looked for the coming that might not be!
Стр. 320 - Sweetly along the Salem road Bloom of orchard and lilac showed. Little the wicked skipper knew Of the fields so green and the sky so blue.
Стр. 261 - 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, "It might have been.
Стр. 368 - Enough that blessings undeserved have marked my erring track; that wheresoe'er my feet have swerved, his chastening turned me back; that more and more a Providence of love is understood, making the springs of time and sense sweet with eternal good; that death seems but a covered way which opens into light, wherein no blinded child can stray beyond the Father's sight...
Стр. 99 - O, dumb be passion's stormy rage, When he who might Have lighted up and led his age, Falls back in night.
Стр. 119 - Through the harsh noises of our day A low, sweet prelude finds its way ; Through clouds of doubt and creeds of fear, A light is breaking, calm and clear. That song of Love, now low and far, Ere long shall swell from star to star! That light, the breaking day, which tips The golden-spired Apocalypse...
Стр. 84 - 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!