The Courtship of Miles Standish: And Other PoemsUniversity Publishing, 1901 - 142 страници |
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... Captain Stan- dish formed a part . Who were they , where did they come from , and how did they happen to be living in that little row of eleven log - cabins on the " high and rock - bound coast " of New England ? The Pilgrims came ...
... Captain Stan- dish formed a part . Who were they , where did they come from , and how did they happen to be living in that little row of eleven log - cabins on the " high and rock - bound coast " of New England ? The Pilgrims came ...
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... Standish and his wife Rose , Elder Brewster , Stephen Hopkins , Richard Warren , Gilbert Winslow , Jones , captain of the ship , John Alden , and Pris- cilla Mullens or Molines , all of whom are mentioned in our poem . Carver , Bradford ...
... Standish and his wife Rose , Elder Brewster , Stephen Hopkins , Richard Warren , Gilbert Winslow , Jones , captain of the ship , John Alden , and Pris- cilla Mullens or Molines , all of whom are mentioned in our poem . Carver , Bradford ...
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... Captain Standish and others were sent out in the shallop to fetch wood and seek a suitable spot for a settlement . On this expedition they brought back ten bushels of Indian corn . The feelings of these homeless wanderers are well ...
... Captain Standish and others were sent out in the shallop to fetch wood and seek a suitable spot for a settlement . On this expedition they brought back ten bushels of Indian corn . The feelings of these homeless wanderers are well ...
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... Captain Standish , in borrowing £ 200 at the exorbitant rate of 30 per cent . During the next six years they managed , by hard labor and strict economy , to buy up the shares of the London merchants for £ 1,800 . From this time they ...
... Captain Standish , in borrowing £ 200 at the exorbitant rate of 30 per cent . During the next six years they managed , by hard labor and strict economy , to buy up the shares of the London merchants for £ 1,800 . From this time they ...
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... Captain Standish as his secretary . Further than the fact of his having wedded Pris- cilla , little more is known of his history , except that he served as a magistrate for more than fifty years , and was of great assist- ance in ...
... Captain Standish as his secretary . Further than the fact of his having wedded Pris- cilla , little more is known of his history , except that he served as a magistrate for more than fifty years , and was of great assist- ance in ...
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Страница 100 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Страница 76 - He wrapped her warm in his seaman's coat, Against the stinging blast ; He cut a rope from a broken spar, And bound her to the mast. "O father ! I hear the church-bells ring, O say, what may it be ? " " Tis a fog-bell on a rock-bound coast ! " — And he steered for the open sea.
Страница 101 - Half-way up the stairs it stands, And points and beckons with its hands From its case of massive oak, Like a monk, who, under his cloak, Crosses himself, and sighs, alas ! With sorrowful voice to all who pass, — " Forever — never ! Never — forever !
Страница 130 - MY LOST YOUTH. OFTEN I think of the beautiful town That is seated by the sea ; Often in thought go up and down The pleasant streets of that dear- old town, And my youth comes back to me. And a verse of a Lapland song Is haunting my memory still : " A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Страница 70 - Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear, While from my path the hare Fled like a shadow; • Oft through the forest dark Followed the were-wolf 's bark, Until the soaring lark Sang from the meadow.
Страница 122 - The mighty pyramids of stone That wedge-like cleave the desert airs, When nearer seen, and better known, Are but gigantic flights of stairs. The distant mountains, that uprear Their solid bastions to the skies, Are crossed by pathways, that appear As we to higher levels rise. 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.
Страница 81 - At break of day, as heavenward The pious monks of Saint Bernard Uttered the oft-repeated prayer, A voice cried through the startled air Excelsior ! A traveller, by the faithful hound, Half-buried in the snow was found, Still grasping in his hand of ice That banner with the strange device Excelsior ! There in the twilight cold and gray, Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay, And from the sky, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior ! POEMS ON SLAVERY.
Страница 119 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair!
Страница 61 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Страница 62 - I have naught that is fair ?" saith he ; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.