Selections from the American Poets, Выпуск 111Harper, 1840 - Всего страниц: 316 |
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... Cold from his cave usurps the morning board . London is lost in smoke and steep'd in tea ; No Yankee there can lisp the name of thee ; The uncouth word , a libel on the town , Would call a proclamation from the crown . For climes ...
... Cold from his cave usurps the morning board . London is lost in smoke and steep'd in tea ; No Yankee there can lisp the name of thee ; The uncouth word , a libel on the town , Would call a proclamation from the crown . For climes ...
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... cold , That now pressed hard and sharp against her touch . The cumbrous collar round her slender neck , Of gold thick studded with each valued stone Earth and the sea - depths yield for human pride- The bracelets and the many - twisted ...
... cold , That now pressed hard and sharp against her touch . The cumbrous collar round her slender neck , Of gold thick studded with each valued stone Earth and the sea - depths yield for human pride- The bracelets and the many - twisted ...
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... cold hand tremble ? or is't mine That feels so deathy ? Had . Dark imaginations haunt me When I recall the dreadful interview . Tam . Oh , tell them not : I would not hear them . Had . But why contemn a spirit's love ? so high , So ...
... cold hand tremble ? or is't mine That feels so deathy ? Had . Dark imaginations haunt me When I recall the dreadful interview . Tam . Oh , tell them not : I would not hear them . Had . But why contemn a spirit's love ? so high , So ...
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... cold was the maid ; and though legions advanced , All drill'd by Ovidean art , And languish'd and ogled , protested and danced , Like shadows they came , and like shadows they glanced From the hard - polish'd ice of her heart . Yet ...
... cold was the maid ; and though legions advanced , All drill'd by Ovidean art , And languish'd and ogled , protested and danced , Like shadows they came , and like shadows they glanced From the hard - polish'd ice of her heart . Yet ...
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... cold , Thine eyes too imploring , thy arms should enfold , And press me this day as thy bride . " She said when , behold , from the canvass arose The youth , and he stepp'd from the frame : With a furious transport his arms did enclose ...
... cold , Thine eyes too imploring , thy arms should enfold , And press me this day as thy bride . " She said when , behold , from the canvass arose The youth , and he stepp'd from the frame : With a furious transport his arms did enclose ...
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Стр. 282 - He was chubby and plump ; a right jolly old elf; And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself. A wink of his eye, and a twist of his head, Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread. He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings ; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle , But I heard him exclaim,...
Стр. 202 - No, they are all unchained again: The clouds Sweep over with their shadows, and, beneath, The surface rolls and fluctuates to the eye; Dark hollows seem to glide along and chase The sunny ridges.
Стр. 159 - Deep in the wave is a Coral Grove, Where the purple mullet and gold-fish rove, Where the sea-flower spreads its leaves of blue, That never are wet with falling dew, But in bright and changeful beauty shine, Far down in the green and glassy brine.
Стр. 281 - Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
Стр. 282 - He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
Стр. 86 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Стр. 134 - Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light Dance upon the parlour wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more...
Стр. 97 - From war's vain trumpet, by thy thundering side ! Yea, what is all the riot man can make In his short life, to thy unceasing roar ! And yet, bold Babbler 1 what art thou to Him, Who drowned a world, and heaped the waters far Above its loftiest mountains ? — a light wave, That breaks and whispers of its Maker's might 1 BRAINARD.
Стр. 185 - And he cried unto the Lord ; and the Lord showed him a tree, which when he had cast into the waters, the waters were made sweet...
Стр. 90 - The elfin cast a glance around, As he lighted down from his courser toad, Then round his breast his wings he wound, And close to the river's brink he strode ; He sprang on a rock, he breathed a prayer...