Gems for the Fireside: Comprising the Most Unique, Touching, Pithy, and Beautiful Literary Treasures from the Greatest Minds in the Realms of Poetry and Philosophy, Wit and Humor, Statesmanship and Religion |
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595 I see the waves upon the shore . " 601 Washington's modest home . ” 604 "
The dark tunnel of the bridge . ... 615 Never the ocean wave falters in flowing . "
619 " Lo , the husbandman reaping . " 620 With meadows wide . " . 625 " It then ...
595 I see the waves upon the shore . " 601 Washington's modest home . ” 604 "
The dark tunnel of the bridge . ... 615 Never the ocean wave falters in flowing . "
619 " Lo , the husbandman reaping . " 620 With meadows wide . " . 625 " It then ...
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676 Deep in the wave is a coral grove . " ' . 678 And so we worked together . " .
680 The great hull swayed to the current . " 683 He rules them all with relentless
hand . " 687 A murderous rain of rocks . " 691 The chamber over the gate .
676 Deep in the wave is a coral grove . " ' . 678 And so we worked together . " .
680 The great hull swayed to the current . " 683 He rules them all with relentless
hand . " 687 A murderous rain of rocks . " 691 The chamber over the gate .
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These lofty trees In music ; Thou art in the cooler breath Wave not less proudly
that their ancestors That from the inmost darkness of the place Moulder beneath
them . O , there is not Comes , scarcely felt ; the barky trunks , the lost ground ,
One ...
These lofty trees In music ; Thou art in the cooler breath Wave not less proudly
that their ancestors That from the inmost darkness of the place Moulder beneath
them . O , there is not Comes , scarcely felt ; the barky trunks , the lost ground ,
One ...
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Fair wave the sunset gardens , The rosy signals fly ; Her homestead beckons
from the cloud , And love goes sailing by ! GATHERED GOLD DUST . comes .
RITICS are sentinels in the grand army I am not one of those who do not believe
in of ...
Fair wave the sunset gardens , The rosy signals fly ; Her homestead beckons
from the cloud , And love goes sailing by ! GATHERED GOLD DUST . comes .
RITICS are sentinels in the grand army I am not one of those who do not believe
in of ...
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How often , O how often , In the days that had gone by , I had stood on that bridge
at midnight , And gazed on that wave and sky ! How often , O how often , I had
wished that the ebbing tide Would bear me away on its bosom O'er the ocean
wild ...
How often , O how often , In the days that had gone by , I had stood on that bridge
at midnight , And gazed on that wave and sky ! How often , O how often , I had
wished that the ebbing tide Would bear me away on its bosom O'er the ocean
wild ...
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Стр. 818 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Стр. 462 - On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Стр. 207 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Стр. 261 - Thy waters washed them power while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow; Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Стр. 157 - Tis the wind, and nothing more.' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door; Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,...
Стр. 158 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Стр. 294 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Стр. 789 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Стр. 240 - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Стр. 364 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?