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Pagina 351
The world is very evil , The times are waxing late ; Be sober and keep vigil , The
Judge is at the gate , - - The Judge that comes in mercy , The Judge that coines
with might , To terminate the evil , To diadem the right . When the just and gentle
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The world is very evil , The times are waxing late ; Be sober and keep vigil , The
Judge is at the gate , - - The Judge that comes in mercy , The Judge that coines
with might , To terminate the evil , To diadem the right . When the just and gentle
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Pagina 359
When the soul , growing clearer , Sees God po nearer ; When the soul , mounting
higher , To God comes no nigher ; But the arch - fiend Pride Mounts at her side ,
Foiling her high emprize , Sealing her eagle eyes , And , when she fain would ...
When the soul , growing clearer , Sees God po nearer ; When the soul , mounting
higher , To God comes no nigher ; But the arch - fiend Pride Mounts at her side ,
Foiling her high emprize , Sealing her eagle eyes , And , when she fain would ...
Pagina 375
ONE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o ' er and o ' er ; I ' nı nearer my home
to - day Than I ever have been before ; Father and Saviour ! plant within each
bosom The seeds of holiness , and bid them blossom In fragrance and in beauty
...
ONE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o ' er and o ' er ; I ' nı nearer my home
to - day Than I ever have been before ; Father and Saviour ! plant within each
bosom The seeds of holiness , and bid them blossom In fragrance and in beauty
...
Pagina 378
... the ear , — the hum Of early bee , the trickling of the dew , The distant bleating ,
midway up the hill . Calmness sits throned on yon unmoving cloud . To him who
wanders o ' er the upland leas The blackbird ' s note comes mellower from the ...
... the ear , — the hum Of early bee , the trickling of the dew , The distant bleating ,
midway up the hill . Calmness sits throned on yon unmoving cloud . To him who
wanders o ' er the upland leas The blackbird ' s note comes mellower from the ...
Pagina 380
So sometimes comes to soul and sense The feeling which is evidence That very
near about us lies The realm of spiritual mysteries . The sphere of the supernal
powers Impinges on this world of ours . The low and dark horizon lifts , To light
the ...
So sometimes comes to soul and sense The feeling which is evidence That very
near about us lies The realm of spiritual mysteries . The sphere of the supernal
powers Impinges on this world of ours . The low and dark horizon lifts , To light
the ...
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Overige edities - Alles weergeven
A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets ... William Cullen Bryant Volledige weergave - 1870 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
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Populaire passages
Pagina 563 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And,...
Pagina 501 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pagina 725 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood : — List, list, O list!
Pagina 717 - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Pagina 404 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains ; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create, And what perceive...
Pagina 687 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Pagina 473 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. 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.
Pagina 607 - Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar. Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee; Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they?
Pagina 721 - Look here, upon this picture, and on this ; The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. " See, what a grace was seated on this brow : Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command ; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to. set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
Pagina 629 - While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave: Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow; While the battle rages loud and long And the stormy winds do blow.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | The Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2 The Library of Poetry and Song, William Cullen Bryant |
| Redacteur | William Cullen Bryant |
| Editie | herzien |
| Uitgever | Doubleday, Page, 1925 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de University of Michigan |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 19 feb 2008 |
| Lengte | 1100 pagina's |
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