The Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2"A comprehensive exhibit of poetic literature" -- Preface. A collection of English and American poetry on topics such as nature and childhood. |
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Pagina 357
Tu septiformis munere , Dextræ Dei tu digitus Tu rite promissum Patris , Sermone
ditans guttura . Plenteous of grace , descend fronı high , Rich in thy seven - fold
energy ! Thou strength of his almighty hand , Whose power does heaven and ...
Tu septiformis munere , Dextræ Dei tu digitus Tu rite promissum Patris , Sermone
ditans guttura . Plenteous of grace , descend fronı high , Rich in thy seven - fold
energy ! Thou strength of his almighty hand , Whose power does heaven and ...
Pagina 362
He looked , and saw the child a hole had scooped , Shallow and narrow in the
shining sand , O ' er which at work the laboring infant stooped , Still pouring water
in with busy hand . The saint addressed the child in accents bland : “ Fair boy ...
He looked , and saw the child a hole had scooped , Shallow and narrow in the
shining sand , O ' er which at work the laboring infant stooped , Still pouring water
in with busy hand . The saint addressed the child in accents bland : “ Fair boy ...
Pagina 372
Those starry choirs That watch around the pole , Thy vengeance gave us to the
stranger ' s hand , And the moon ' s tender light , and heavenly fires And Abraham
' s children were led forth for Through golden halls that roll . slaves . O chorus of ...
Those starry choirs That watch around the pole , Thy vengeance gave us to the
stranger ' s hand , And the moon ' s tender light , and heavenly fires And Abraham
' s children were led forth for Through golden halls that roll . slaves . O chorus of ...
Pagina 376
Let my spirit feel , in death , That her feet are firmly set On the Rock of a living
faith ! PHOEBE CARY . 0 , had that stamp been undefaced Which first on us thy
hand had set , How highly should we have been graced , Since we are so much ...
Let my spirit feel , in death , That her feet are firmly set On the Rock of a living
faith ! PHOEBE CARY . 0 , had that stamp been undefaced Which first on us thy
hand had set , How highly should we have been graced , Since we are so much ...
Pagina 378
The elder folk shook hands at last , Down seat by seat the signal passed . To
simple ways like ours unused , Half solemnized and half amused , With long -
drawn breath and shrug , my guest His sense of glad relief expressed . Outside ,
the ...
The elder folk shook hands at last , Down seat by seat the signal passed . To
simple ways like ours unused , Half solemnized and half amused , With long -
drawn breath and shrug , my guest His sense of glad relief expressed . Outside ,
the ...
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A Library of Poetry and Song: Being Choice Selections from the Best Poets ... William Cullen Bryant Volledige weergave - 1870 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
arms beauty bells beneath bird blood blow blue brave breath bright clear close clouds comes dark dead death deep dream earth eyes face fair faith fall Father fear feel feet fell field fire flowers give grave green hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hills hour King land leaves light living look Lord lost moon morning mountain nature never night o'er once pass peace rest rise rocks rolling rose round seemed SHAKESPEARE shine shore side sight silent sing sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit spring stand stars stood stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought Till tree turned voice wall waters wave wild wind wings woods young
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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