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Alice Cary angel Author not known beautiful bird blow bob-o'-link Brave Adm'rl bright brown thrush bugle CHAMBERED NAUTILUS chee child cloud cold coming dark and dreary dead dear death dream dying earth eyes face fear feet flag flowers forever glory golden grave gray hand hath hear heart heaven hills hold in fee hope J. G. Holland James Whitcomb Riley Joaquin Miller Joseph Rodman Drake land liberty light live Longfellow look Lord Lucy Larcom Memorizing 66 moon morning nest never night o'er Oliver Wendell Holmes Percy Bysshe Shelley Phoebe Cary rain rest Ring roar rock sail shining ship sings skies sleep smile song somewhere soul sound Spink stars sunshine Sweet baby take my turn Tennyson thee There's thine things thou thought toil tree truth voice wait wave wild wind wings woods
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Página 109 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary...
Página 156 - Liberty first and Union afterwards ; but everywhere, spread all over in characters of living light, blazing on all its ample folds, as they float over the sea and over the land, and in every wind under the whole heavens, that other sentiment, dear to every true American heart, Liberty and Union, Now and Forever, One and Inseparable.
Página 176 - If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe — Such boasting as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law — Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest wo forget — lest we forget!
Página 148 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Página 148 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Página 128 - Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea...
Página 123 - All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and Heaven is overflowed.
Página 102 - My grandmamma has said — Poor old lady ! she is dead Long ago — That he had a Roman nose, And his cheek was like a rose In the snow. But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh. I know it is a sin For me to sit and grin At him here ; But the old three-cornered hat And the breeches, and all that, Are so queer...
Página 121 - O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Página 165 - The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...