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Стр. 21 - The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Стр. 9 - A new Prometheus, chained upon the rock, Still grasping in his hand the fire of Jove, It does not hear the cry, nor heed the shock, But hails the mariner with words of love.
Стр. 9 - THE rocky ledge runs far into the sea, And on its outer point, some miles away, The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry, A pillar of fire by night, of cloud by day. Even at this distance I can see the tides, Upheaving, break unheard along its base, A speechless wrath, that rises and subsides In the white lip and tremor of the face. And as the evening darkens, lo ! how bright, Through the deep purple of the twilight air, Beams forth the...
Стр. 150 - Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life : and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Стр. 54 - I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father." The boat has left a stormy land, A stormy sea before her, — When, oh! too strong for human hand, The tempest gathered o'er her.
Стр. 65 - When the wind slept on ocean's breast, And the moon smiled above the deep, I longed thus o'er thy spirit's rest A vigil like yon moon to keep. When the gales rose, and, tempest-tossed, Our struggling ship was sore beset, Our topsails rent, our bearing lost, And fear in every spirit met — Oh ! then, amid the midnight storm, Peace on my soul thy memory shed ; The floating image of thy form Made strong my heart amid its dread. Yes ! on the dark and troubled sea, I strove my spirit's depths to know,...
Стр. 34 - The woman she leapt into the boat, And down the river alone did she float, And fast with the stream the boat proceeds. And now she is come to the Island of Reeds. The King of the Crocodiles there was seen ; He sat upon the eggs of the Queen, And all around, a numerous rout, The young Prince Crocodiles crawl'd about.
Стр. 46 - O'er all the thousand winding ways, Of rich variety, Meet ye at last with glad embrace Round the high throne of unity ! As into seven softer hues Shivers the silvery beam of light ; As all the seven rainbow hues Run back into the dazzling white ; So round the swimming eyes of youth, With all your glancing witcheries play ; So flow into one bond of truth, Into one stream of perfect day.
Стр. 34 - King, have pity on me, For I have lost my darling child, And that's the loss that makes me wild. " A Crocodile ate him for his food ; Now let me have the murderer's blood, Let me have vengeance for my boy, The only thing that can give me joy. " I know that you, Sire ! never do wrong, You have no tail so stiff and strong, You have no tail to strike and slay, But you have ears to hear what I say.