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... play to kiss the hand he extended to bless them . Reverend he walked among them ; and up rose matrons and maidens , Hailing his slow approach with words of affectionate welcome . Then came the labourers home from the field , and ...
... play to kiss the hand he extended to bless them . Reverend he walked among them ; and up rose matrons and maidens , Hailing his slow approach with words of affectionate welcome . Then came the labourers home from the field , and ...
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... play , the crowing of cocks in the farm - yards , Whir of wings in the drowsy air , and the cooing of pigeons , All were subdued and low as the murmurs of love , and the great sun Looked with the eye of love through the golden vapours ...
... play , the crowing of cocks in the farm - yards , Whir of wings in the drowsy air , and the cooing of pigeons , All were subdued and low as the murmurs of love , and the great sun Looked with the eye of love through the golden vapours ...
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... played on his snow - white Hair , as it waved in the wind ; and the jolly face of the fiddler Glowed like a living coal when the ashes are blown from the embers . Gaily the old man sang to the vibrant sound of his fiddle , Tous les ...
... played on his snow - white Hair , as it waved in the wind ; and the jolly face of the fiddler Glowed like a living coal when the ashes are blown from the embers . Gaily the old man sang to the vibrant sound of his fiddle , Tous les ...
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... play , And gladden these deep solitudes . Where twisted round the barren oak , The summer vine in beauty clung , And summer winds the stillness broke , The crystal icicle is hung . Where , from their frozen urns , mute springs Pour out ...
... play , And gladden these deep solitudes . Where twisted round the barren oak , The summer vine in beauty clung , And summer winds the stillness broke , The crystal icicle is hung . Where , from their frozen urns , mute springs Pour out ...
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... play O'er rosy lip and brow of snow , When hoary age approaches slow , Ah , where are they ? The cunning skill , the curious arts , The glorious strength that youth imparts In life's first stage ; These shall become a heavy weight ...
... play O'er rosy lip and brow of snow , When hoary age approaches slow , Ah , where are they ? The cunning skill , the curious arts , The glorious strength that youth imparts In life's first stage ; These shall become a heavy weight ...
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Страница 118 - Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose. Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, For the lesson thou hast taught! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought!
Страница 168 - it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend. SONNETS. THE EVENING STAR. Lo! in the painted oriel of the West, Whose
Страница 103 - Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave On the Lake of Galilee. And fast through the midnight dark and drear, Through the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful
Страница iii - but tradition remains of the beautiful village of Grand-Pre". PART THE FIRST. I. IN the Acadian land, on the shores of the Basin of Minas, Distant, secluded, still, the little village of Grand-Prd Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the east/ward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without
Страница 514 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night. Standing on what too long we bore With shoulders bent and downcast eyes, We may discern—unseen before— A path to higher destinies. Nor deem the irrevocable Past, As wholly wasted, wholly vain, THE PHANTOM SHIP. IN Mather's Magnalia
Страница 119 - 0 weary hearts! 0 slumbering eyes! O drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain, Ye shall be loved again! No one is so accursed by fate, No one so utterly desolate, But some heart, though unknown, Responds unto his own;— Responds,—as if with unseen wings An angel touched its quivering strings;
Страница 94 - 0 Land! For all the broken-hearted The mildest herald by our fate allotted, Beckons, and with inverted torch doth stand To lead us with a gentle hand Into the land of the great Departed, Into the Silent Laud! L'ENVOI. YE voices, that arose After the evening's close, And whispered to my restless heart repose!
Страница 149 - To the dry grass and the drier grain How welcome is the rain! In the furrowed land The toilsome and patient oxen stand; Lifting the yoke-encumbered head, With their dilated nostrils spread, They silently inhale The clover-scented gale, And the vapours that arise From the well-watered and smoking soil For this rest in the furrow after toU
Страница 136 - Listening with a wild delight To the chimes that, through the night, Rang their changes from the Belfry Of that quaint old Flemish city. THE BELFRY OF BRUGES. IN the market-place of Bruges stands the belfry old and brown Thrice consumed and thrice rebuilded, still it watches o'er the
Страница 380 - Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis. Dark behind it rose the forest, Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees. Rose the firs with cones upon them; Bright before it beat the water, Beat the clear and sunny water, Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.