Poems and Prose Writings, المجلد 1Baker and Scribner, 1850 |
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Abel asked Aston beauty Beckford blessed breath bright character Charles Brockden Brown cheerful child choly cold cried curse dared dark dead death deep door dreadful earth Edward Esther eyes face father fear feel fell felt Frank give gone grave grief hand happy HARVARD COLLEGE hear heard heart heaven hour Isaac Kean leave light live look Mary melan melancholy Milton Hill mind moon mother nature never night o'er once pale passed passions Paul Paul's play rest RICHARD HENRY DANA rill romantic love round Sally Wentworth scarcely seemed sight silent sleep soon sorrow soul sound speak spirit spoke stood strong talk tears tell thee thine things Thornton Thorntonville thou thought touch trees tremulous truth turned uncon uttered voice walked woman
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الصفحة 210 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
الصفحة 76 - The rill is tuneless to his ear, who feels No harmony within ; the south wind steals As silent, as unseen among the leaves. Who has no inward beauty, none perceives; Though all around is beautiful.
الصفحة 386 - Lear. You do me wrong, to take me out o' the grave. — Thou art a soul in bliss ; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.
الصفحة 82 - s quick, and learn to be Sharer in all that thou dost touch or see ; Break from thy body's grasp, thy spirit's trance ; Give thy Soul air, thy faculties expanse ; Love, joy, e'en sorrow, — yield thyself to all ! They make thy freedom, groveller, not thy thrall.
الصفحة 87 - Celestial voices Hymn it unto our souls : according harps, By angel fingers touched when the mild stars Of morning sang together, sound forth still The song of our great immortality...
الصفحة 210 - Not for the world: why, man, she is mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
الصفحة 258 - But as it sometimes chanceth, from the might Of joy in minds that can no further go, As high as we have mounted in delight In our dejection do we sink as low; To me that morning did it happen so; And fears and fancies thick upon me came; Dim sadness— and blind thoughts, I knew not, nor could name.
الصفحة 130 - How suddenly that straight and glittering shaft Shot 'thwart the earth ! — in crown of living fire Up comes the Day ! — as if they conscious quaffed The sunny flood, hill, forest, city, spire Laugh in the wakening light. — Go, vain Desire ! The dusky lights have gone ; go thou thy way ! And pining Discontent, like them, expire! Be called my chamber, PEACE, when ends the day ; And let me with the dawn, like PILGRIM, sing and pray!
الصفحة iv - Her shrill cry coming through the sparkling foam. But when the light winds lie at rest, And on the glassy, heaving sea, The black duck, with her glossy breast, Sits swinging silently; How beautiful ! no ripples break the reach, And silvery waves go noiseless up the beach. And inland rests the green, warm dell ; The brook comes tinkling down its side ; From out the trees the Sabbath bell Rings cheerful, far and wide, Mingling its sound with bleatings of the flocks, That feed about the vale among the...
الصفحة 368 - ... the birds, gathering in, were shooting across each other, bursting into short, gay notes, or singing their evening songs in the trees. It was a bitter thing to find all so bright and cheerful, and so near his own home, too. His horses' hoofs struck upon the old wooden bridge.