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... dead . But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detrac- tion will not suffer it . 2. What would content you ? Tálent ? No ! Énterprise ? Nò ! Cóurage ? No ! Reputation ? No ! Virtue ? No ! The men whom you would select should ...
... dead . But will it not live with the living ? No. Why ? Detrac- tion will not suffer it . 2. What would content you ? Tálent ? No ! Énterprise ? Nò ! Cóurage ? No ! Reputation ? No ! Virtue ? No ! The men whom you would select should ...
الصفحة 39
... dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening èar an òbject finds . Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still , and nature made a pause , - An awful pause , prophetic of her end . 4. Hùsh ! the dead ...
... dead ! and darkness how profound ! Nor eye nor listening èar an òbject finds . Creation sleeps . ' Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still , and nature made a pause , - An awful pause , prophetic of her end . 4. Hùsh ! the dead ...
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... dead ! Moderate . In peace , there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; Loud . But when the blast of war blows in our ears , Then imitate the action of the tiger ; Stiffen the sinews , summon up the blood ...
... dead ! Moderate . In peace , there's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillness and humility ; Loud . But when the blast of war blows in our ears , Then imitate the action of the tiger ; Stiffen the sinews , summon up the blood ...
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... dead , Will rise in majesty to meet thine own . I have seen A curious child who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground , applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth - lipped shell ; To which , in silence hushed , his very sóul ...
... dead , Will rise in majesty to meet thine own . I have seen A curious child who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground , applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth - lipped shell ; To which , in silence hushed , his very sóul ...
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... dead . 9. The universe is to us as the burning bush which the Hebrew leader saw : God is ever present in it , for it burns with His glory , and the ground on which we stand is always holy . CONVERS FRANCIS . O II . — THE SPRING JOURNEY ...
... dead . 9. The universe is to us as the burning bush which the Hebrew leader saw : God is ever present in it , for it burns with His glory , and the ground on which we stand is always holy . CONVERS FRANCIS . O II . — THE SPRING JOURNEY ...
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Acadian arms beauty beneath bird black crows blood blow blue born brave breath brother Catiline Charles the Bold child clouds cried Crowfield Cusha dark dead death deep earth England eyes father feel fire flowers France gates give glory gold golden hand Harvard College hath head hear heard heart heaven hill honor Hyder Ali KARST land light live Lochinvar look Lord loud Medford town morning mountain Nature Neph never night o'er ocean Paul Revere Pleiades poet poor pray retina rise rocks round sail Scrooge ship shore shout silent sing smile soul sound speak spirit stand stars stone stood stream sweet sword T. B. ALDRICH tears tell thee thing thou thought thunder tone Trinity College turned utter village maid voice watch waves wind word young
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الصفحة 250 - Then they rode back, but not, Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them...
الصفحة 98 - So stately his form, and so lovely her face, That never a hall such a galliard did grace ; While her mother did fret, and her father did fume, And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume, And the bridemaidens whispered, " 'Twere better, by far, To have matched our fair cousin with young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 253 - All this? ay, more: Fret till your proud heart break; Go, show your slaves how choleric you are, And make your bondmen tremble.
الصفحة 98 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied ; — Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide — And now am I come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine : There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
الصفحة 111 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
الصفحة 358 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
الصفحة 341 - When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast ; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
الصفحة 342 - The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
الصفحة 176 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory, Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
الصفحة 381 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone.