Songs of Three CenturiesJohn Greenleaf Whittier James R. Osgood, 1875 - 352 pagina's |
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Pagina 9
... heard a most melodious sound , Of all that might delight a dainty ear , Such as at once might not on living ground , Save in this paradise be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear , To read what manner music ...
... heard a most melodious sound , Of all that might delight a dainty ear , Such as at once might not on living ground , Save in this paradise be heard elsewhere : Right hard it was for wight which did it hear , To read what manner music ...
Pagina 18
... heard them told . Thy registers and thee I both defy , Not wondering at the present nor the past ; For thy records and what we see do lie , Made more or less by thy continual haste : Or This I do vow , and this shall ever be , I will be ...
... heard them told . Thy registers and thee I both defy , Not wondering at the present nor the past ; For thy records and what we see do lie , Made more or less by thy continual haste : Or This I do vow , and this shall ever be , I will be ...
Pagina 34
... heard , Delights not so my mind , As those things make my heart afeard , Which in myself I find : And I had rather to be blamed , So I were blameless made , Than for much virtue to be famed , When I no virtues had . Though slanders to ...
... heard , Delights not so my mind , As those things make my heart afeard , Which in myself I find : And I had rather to be blamed , So I were blameless made , Than for much virtue to be famed , When I no virtues had . Though slanders to ...
Pagina 36
... heard the world around : The new - enlightened world no more should need ; He saw a greater sun appear Than his bright throne , or burning axle- tree , could bear . The shepherds on the lawn , Or ere the point of dawn , Sat simply ...
... heard the world around : The new - enlightened world no more should need ; He saw a greater sun appear Than his bright throne , or burning axle- tree , could bear . The shepherds on the lawn , Or ere the point of dawn , Sat simply ...
Pagina 37
... heard and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale , Edged with poplar pale , The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower - inwoven tresses torn , The nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn . In consecrated earth ...
... heard and loud lament ; From haunted spring and dale , Edged with poplar pale , The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower - inwoven tresses torn , The nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn . In consecrated earth ...
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Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
angel beauty bells beneath bird blessed bliss bonnie breast breath bright brow busk calm cheek clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth Edom eternal evermore eyes face fair fear flowers frae Glenlogie glory golden grace grave green Grongar Hill hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hill holy hour Inchcape Rock JAMES THOMSON JOHN BYROM Kilmeny kissed lady land lassie light lips live Lochaber lonely look Lord maun morning ne'er never night o'er pain praise prayer rest rill Robin Gray rose round Saint Agnes SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE shade shine shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tree uncon vale voice wandering waves weary ween weep wild wind wings Yarrow
Populaire passages
Pagina 100 - Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Pagina 45 - No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield,' Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke: How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bowed the woods beneath their sturdy stroke...
Pagina 56 - He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all; And, as a bird each fond endearment tries To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Pagina 56 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven : As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Pagina 40 - Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art; Freely let me take of thee; Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity.
Pagina 121 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him. But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Pagina 68 - 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.
Pagina 174 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Pagina 100 - Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound — Better than all treasures That in books are found — Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then — as I am listening...
Pagina 157 - Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart ; — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To nature's teachings, while from all around, — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air, — Comes a still voice...