PoemsJ.R. Osgood and Company, 1877 - 391 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 22
... sound of my voice . " Who neither may rest , nor listen may , God bless them every one ! I dart away , in the bright blue day , And the golden fields of the sun . " Thus do I sing my weary song , Wherever the four winds blow ; And this ...
... sound of my voice . " Who neither may rest , nor listen may , God bless them every one ! I dart away , in the bright blue day , And the golden fields of the sun . " Thus do I sing my weary song , Wherever the four winds blow ; And this ...
الصفحة 24
... sound of wail , And tears came to mine eye . " " And sawest thou on the turrets The King and his royal bride ? And the wave of their crimson mantles ? And the golden crown of pride ? " Led they not forth , in rapture , A beauteous ...
... sound of wail , And tears came to mine eye . " " And sawest thou on the turrets The King and his royal bride ? And the wave of their crimson mantles ? And the golden crown of pride ? " Led they not forth , in rapture , A beauteous ...
الصفحة 25
... sounds , so low and calm , Seemed to me like an angel's psalm ! That in the groves of balm Go , mingle yet once more With ... Sound , That the poor whimpering hound Trembled to walk on . " Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear ...
... sounds , so low and calm , Seemed to me like an angel's psalm ! That in the groves of balm Go , mingle yet once more With ... Sound , That the poor whimpering hound Trembled to walk on . " Oft to his frozen lair Tracked I the grisly bear ...
الصفحة 26
... sound of guns , THE ELECTED KNIGHT . FROM THE DANISH . SIR OLUF. Death closed her mild blue eyes , Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then , Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to ...
... sound of guns , THE ELECTED KNIGHT . FROM THE DANISH . SIR OLUF. Death closed her mild blue eyes , Under that tower she lies ; Ne'er shall the sun arise On such another ! " Still grew my bosom then , Still as a stagnant fen ! Hateful to ...
الصفحة 26
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea - sand . The breakers were right beneath her bows , She drifted a dreary ...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land ; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea - sand . The breakers were right beneath her bows , She drifted a dreary ...
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Angel answered arms arrows beautiful behold beneath birds breath bright called cloud coming cried dark dead death door dreams earth entered eyes face fair fall father fear feet fell fire follow forest give gleam golden grave guests hand head hear heard heart heaven Hiawatha King land Laughing leaves light listen living look loud maiden meadow morning mountains never night Nokomis o'er once passed play Prec rest rise river rose round rushing sails sang seemed shadow shining ships silent singing sleep smile song soul sound spake speak spirit stands stars stood strong sweet Take tale tell thee things thou thought Till turned unto Vict village voice wait walk walls wandered waves wigwam wild wind young youth