The Two Voices: Poems of the Mountains and the SeaH. B. Nims, 1886 - 209 pagini |
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Pagina 13
... leaves and lowing herds ; And Nature's voices say in mystic words , " The green fields wait for thee . " I dream of uplands where the primrose shines , And waves her yellow lamps above the lea ; Of tangled copses swung with trailing ...
... leaves and lowing herds ; And Nature's voices say in mystic words , " The green fields wait for thee . " I dream of uplands where the primrose shines , And waves her yellow lamps above the lea ; Of tangled copses swung with trailing ...
Pagina 14
... leaves ; or , floating in the cloud , Saw its white double in the stream below ; Or else , sublimed to purer ecstasy , Dilated in the broad blue over all . I was the wind that dappled the lush grass , The tide that crept with coolness ...
... leaves ; or , floating in the cloud , Saw its white double in the stream below ; Or else , sublimed to purer ecstasy , Dilated in the broad blue over all . I was the wind that dappled the lush grass , The tide that crept with coolness ...
Pagina 39
... leave the helm to me : God , let me not in their dull ooze be stranded ; Let not this one frail bark , to hollow which I have dug out the pith and sinewy heart Of my aspiring life's fair trunk , be so Cast up to warp and blacken in the ...
... leave the helm to me : God , let me not in their dull ooze be stranded ; Let not this one frail bark , to hollow which I have dug out the pith and sinewy heart Of my aspiring life's fair trunk , be so Cast up to warp and blacken in the ...
Pagina 45
... leaving to the skill Of others their old craft seaworthy still , Have chartered this ; where , mindful of the past , Our true co - mates regather round the mast ; Of diverse tongue , but with a common will Here in this roaring moon of ...
... leaving to the skill Of others their old craft seaworthy still , Have chartered this ; where , mindful of the past , Our true co - mates regather round the mast ; Of diverse tongue , but with a common will Here in this roaring moon of ...
Pagina 49
... leave , " it said , " your ancient seers ; Come out into the woods with me ; Behold an older mystery Than Buddhist's hope or Brahman's fears ! ” The voice so sweet I could but hear ; I sallied forth , with staff in hand , While , mile ...
... leave , " it said , " your ancient seers ; Come out into the woods with me ; Behold an older mystery Than Buddhist's hope or Brahman's fears ! ” The voice so sweet I could but hear ; I sallied forth , with staff in hand , While , mile ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
A. C. Swinburne A. H. Clough Apennine AUDI ALTERAM PARTEM bark beach beneath birds blue breast breath breeze bright bush aboon Traquair calm Celia Thaxter CHAMBERED NAUTILUS CHRYSAOR clouds D. G. Rossetti dark dear deep divine doth dream earth eternal evermore eyes face fair float foam gleam glow golden gray green hand hath hear heard heart heaven hills John Keats king kiss land light listen lonely look Lucy Larcom Matthew Arnold mighty MONADNOCK moon morning mountain murmur never night o'er ocean peace peace and noise river roar rocks round Rowena Darling sail sand shadow shell shining ship shore silent silver sings skipper sleep soft song soul sound stand stars storm stream sweet T. B. Aldrich Tennyson thee thine thou thought tide voice waves wild wind window binding shoes
Pasaje populare
Pagina 195 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks ; The long day wanes ; the slow moon climbs ; the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Pagina 94 - O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills, For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear Father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Pagina 110 - Thou glorious mirror, where the Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests: in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze, or gale, or storm. Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; — boundless, endless, and sublime; The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible: even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Pagina 113 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Pagina 171 - The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle.
Pagina 157 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's...
Pagina 67 - O, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Pagina 111 - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits ; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Pagina 126 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, — A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I, at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee ; A poet could not...
Pagina 25 - HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA. Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West died away ; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay ; In the dimmest North-East distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; " Here and here did England help me : how can I help England...