Poems for MemorizingWhitaker & Ray, 1901 - 204 páginas |
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... Nature's hand , Black , brown , and green . Green is his surplice , Green are his bands ; In his queer little pulpit The little priest stands . In black and gold velvet , So gorgeous to see , Comes with his bass voice The chorister bee ...
... Nature's hand , Black , brown , and green . Green is his surplice , Green are his bands ; In his queer little pulpit The little priest stands . In black and gold velvet , So gorgeous to see , Comes with his bass voice The chorister bee ...
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... Blithesome and cheery , Still climbing heavenward , Never aweary ; Glad of all weathers , Still seeming best , Upward or downward Motion thy rest ; Full of a nature Nothing can tame , Changed every moment Ever the same ; 62 Poems.
... Blithesome and cheery , Still climbing heavenward , Never aweary ; Glad of all weathers , Still seeming best , Upward or downward Motion thy rest ; Full of a nature Nothing can tame , Changed every moment Ever the same ; 62 Poems.
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... Nature , the old nurse , took The child upon her knee , Saying : " Here is a story - book Thy Father has written for thee . " Come , wander with me , " she said , 66 Into regions yet untrod ; And read what is still unread In the ...
... Nature , the old nurse , took The child upon her knee , Saying : " Here is a story - book Thy Father has written for thee . " Come , wander with me , " she said , 66 Into regions yet untrod ; And read what is still unread In the ...
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... nature which song is the best ? * * * * * * * * COLUMBUS — WESTWARD . * Behind him lay the gray Azores , Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores , Before him only shoreless seas . The good mate said : " Now we ...
... nature which song is the best ? * * * * * * * * COLUMBUS — WESTWARD . * Behind him lay the gray Azores , Behind the Gates of Hercules ; Before him not the ghost of shores , Before him only shoreless seas . The good mate said : " Now we ...
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... natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope . We are apt to shut our eyes against a pain- ful truth , and listen to the song of that siren , till she trans- forms us into beasts . Is this the part of wise men , engaged in a great ...
... natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope . We are apt to shut our eyes against a pain- ful truth , and listen to the song of that siren , till she trans- forms us into beasts . Is this the part of wise men , engaged in a great ...
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Página 127 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale! In spite of rock and tempest roar, In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
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 47 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
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 99 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Página 148 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Página 101 - The mossy marbles rest On the lips that he has prest In their bloom, And the names he loved to hear Have been carved for many a year On the tomb.
Página 125 - We look before and after And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Página 151 - WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 146 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.