A Summer Story: Sheridan's Ride, and Other PoemsJ.B. Lippincott & Company, 1865 - Всего страниц: 144 |
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... soul with amethyst . From beautiful brow to rounded chin , The pale rose , under the pearly skin , Glows like a glow - worm in the cell Of a rare translucent lily - bell . The while along your tender cheek Light flushes of pleasure play ...
... soul with amethyst . From beautiful brow to rounded chin , The pale rose , under the pearly skin , Glows like a glow - worm in the cell Of a rare translucent lily - bell . The while along your tender cheek Light flushes of pleasure play ...
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... next to being a human soul , With a destiny higher than earth's control , ' T were to be a never failing stream , With the crystal wealth of the hills to teem , For ever and ever , and sing alway Through meadows 16 A SUMMER STORY .
... next to being a human soul , With a destiny higher than earth's control , ' T were to be a never failing stream , With the crystal wealth of the hills to teem , For ever and ever , and sing alway Through meadows 16 A SUMMER STORY .
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... souls in such sweet tender thrall , May still commune though speech should die . It cannot be resisted - see ! The dainty slipper - shoon are drawn , The stockings follow ; light as a fawn She steps adown the daisy lawn , And meets his ...
... souls in such sweet tender thrall , May still commune though speech should die . It cannot be resisted - see ! The dainty slipper - shoon are drawn , The stockings follow ; light as a fawn She steps adown the daisy lawn , And meets his ...
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... soul is full of the love of art , And his youthful hand has long been skilled In picturing what his fancy willed , Till far and near , with pride and joy , All speak of the marvellous village boy . From either slant - bank over - head ...
... soul is full of the love of art , And his youthful hand has long been skilled In picturing what his fancy willed , Till far and near , with pride and joy , All speak of the marvellous village boy . From either slant - bank over - head ...
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... soul which was born in Eternity's spring , Which still will live on to Eternity's close , Though the world end in fire , as prophecy shows ; So these great forest souls , holding council together , May converse as they please in the ...
... soul which was born in Eternity's spring , Which still will live on to Eternity's close , Though the world end in fire , as prophecy shows ; So these great forest souls , holding council together , May converse as they please in the ...
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altar angel banner bard beautiful Ralph behold beneath billows bless the wine boughs boys brave mountain breast breath bright brim broad brow budding grace Catawba Cherbourg cloud Constellation dear deck delicate dome dream dust eagle EPITHALAMIUM eyes fathers are lying feet fiery flag flame flash flowers forefathers hailed Freedom glee glorious glory glowing gold golden hail the true hand hark hear heart Heaven HERO AND LEANDER Homerian iconoclastic band Italy kneel land light look mellow wine mingled noble ocean odorous patriot perchance pilgrim Ralph and Rosalie realm roar rocks Roll of Honor Rome round sails shadowy Sheridan shrine sing sits sloop-of-war smile song soul spray stands stars steed strike her colors SUMMER STORY Swear sweet swift swing tears thee THOMAS BUCHANAN READ thou thunders toil traitor Viva Italia waves whirl wild winds wings wonder
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Стр. 77 - Swept on, with his wild eye full of fire. But, lo! he is nearing his heart's desire; He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray, With Sheridan only five miles away. The first that the general saw were the groups Of stragglers, and then the retreating troops; What was done? what to do? a glance told him both, Then striking his spurs with a terrible oath, He dashed down the line, 'mid a storm of huzzas, And the wave of retreat checked its course there, because The sight of the master compelled it...
Стр. 75 - UP from the South at break of day, Bringing to Winchester fresh dismay, The affrighted air with a shudder bore, Like a herald in haste, to the chieftain's door, The terrible grumble, and rumble, and roar, Telling the battle was on once more, And Sheridan twenty miles away.
Стр. 124 - The barge she sat in, like a burnished throne, Burned on the water. The poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were lovesick with them. The oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Стр. 95 - By the tombs of your sires and brothers, The host which the traitors have slain, By the tears of your sisters and mothers, In secret concealing their pain, The grief which the heroine smothers Consuming the heart and the brain, — By the sigh of the penniless widow, By the sob of her orphans' despair Where they sit in their sorrowful shadow, Kneel, kneel every freeman and swear.
Стр. 76 - And Sheridan twenty miles away. But there is a road from Winchester town, A good broad highway leading down ; And there, through the flush of the morning light, A steed as black as the steeds of night Was seen to pass, as with eagle flight ; As if he knew the terrible need, He stretched away with his upmost speed ; Hills rose and fell ; but his heart was gay, With Sheridan fifteen miles away.
Стр. 77 - Swept on, with his wild eye full of fire. But lo ! he is nearing his heart's desire ; He is snuffing the smoke of the roaring fray, With Sheridan only five miles away. The first that the general saw were the groups Of stragglers, and then the retreating troops. What was done ? what to do ? a glance told him both ; Then striking his spurs, with a terrible oath, He dashed down the line, 'mid a storm of huzzas, And the wave of retreat checked its course there, because 92 The sight of the master compelled...
Стр. 76 - The dust, like smoke from the cannon's mouth, Or the trail of a comet, sweeping faster and faster, Foreboding to traitors the doom of disaster. The heart of the steed and the heart of the master Were beating like prisoners assaulting their walls, Impatient to be where the battle-field calls ; Every nerve of the charger was strained to full play, With Sheridan only ten miles away. Under his spurning feet the road Like an arrowy Alpine river flowed, And the landscape sped away behind Like an ocean...
Стр. 75 - And wider still those billows of war Thundered along the horizon's bar; And louder yet into Winchester rolled The roar of that red sea uncontrolled...
Стр. 94 - And shame the proud names of your sires? Out, out with the sword and the rifle, In defence of your homes and your fires! The flag of the old Revolution Swear firmly to serve and uphold, That no treasonous breath of pollution Shall tarnish one star on its fold. Swear! And hark ! the deep voices replying From graves where...
Стр. 77 - Hurrah! hurrah! for Sheridan! Hurrah! hurrah! for horse and man! And when their statues are placed on high, Under the dome of the Union sky, The American soldier's Temple of Fame, There with the glorious general's name, Be it said, in letters both bold and bright : — " Here is the steed that saved the day By carrying Sheridan into the fight, From Winchester — twenty miles away!