Representative American PoetryEdwin Bradley Richards Charles E. Merrill Company, 1919 - 158 pagini |
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Pagina 18
... poet's expression of the meaning of our national banner . The official history of our flag began June 14 , 1777 , the day now widely celebrated as Flag Day . It was not until April 14 , 1818 , however , that the flag was finally fixed ...
... poet's expression of the meaning of our national banner . The official history of our flag began June 14 , 1777 , the day now widely celebrated as Flag Day . It was not until April 14 , 1818 , however , that the flag was finally fixed ...
Pagina 138
... poet's soul which needed but to be struck in order to yield music . This little poem is eminently charac- teristic of the man and the type of work he did . WITHIN the Jersey City shed The engine coughs and shakes its head . The smoke ...
... poet's soul which needed but to be struck in order to yield music . This little poem is eminently charac- teristic of the man and the type of work he did . WITHIN the Jersey City shed The engine coughs and shakes its head . The smoke ...
Pagina 151
... poet and a journalist . His pre - eminence as a poet he held for sixty - four years ; in fact , he was the model of American verse until Longfellow appeared . These poems of his are worth special mention : " To the Fringed Gentian ...
... poet and a journalist . His pre - eminence as a poet he held for sixty - four years ; in fact , he was the model of American verse until Longfellow appeared . These poems of his are worth special mention : " To the Fringed Gentian ...
Pagina 152
... poet . He was for several years a Unitarian minister in Boston , the city of his birth , but retired to Concord , Massachusetts , in 1834 . Here , amid ideal surroundings , he spent the remainder of his life , devoting most of his time ...
... poet . He was for several years a Unitarian minister in Boston , the city of his birth , but retired to Concord , Massachusetts , in 1834 . Here , amid ideal surroundings , he spent the remainder of his life , devoting most of his time ...
Pagina 154
... Poet . A resident of Massachusetts in his early years , he moved to Atchison , Kansas , where he edited The Atchison Champion . He served his state as United States Senator at various times until 1885 . FRANCIS SCOTT KEY ( 1780–1843 ) ...
... Poet . A resident of Massachusetts in his early years , he moved to Atchison , Kansas , where he edited The Atchison Champion . He served his state as United States Senator at various times until 1885 . FRANCIS SCOTT KEY ( 1780–1843 ) ...
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
American battle Battle of Liège beautiful beneath birds blood born boy's brave breath Darius dark dead death dreams earth EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN EDWARD ROWLAND SILL EDWIN MARKHAM eyes feet flag flame gleam glory grave hand head hear heard heart heaven HENRY VAN DYKE hill hour JOHN JOHN JAMES INGALLS JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY JOYCE KILMER King land light lips living long thoughts LONGFELLOW look Lord Lowell mighty never night o'er once peace poem poet poetry Prairie Belle roar round sail sang shining ship shore silent singing smile smoke song soul Star-Spangled Banner stars stood storm stream streets strong sweet sword thee THEODORE O'HARA thet thing thou thoughts of youth thunder VACHEL LINDSAY verse vigil voice wave Whitman WHITTIER wild wind wind's wings Ximena York youth are long
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Pagina 18 - When Freedom, from her mountain height, Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there! She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle-bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land!
Pagina 117 - BOWED by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world. Who made him dead to rapture and despair, A thing that grieves not and that never hopes, Stolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?
Pagina 60 - 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 hair.
Pagina 12 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Pagina 37 - 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.
Pagina 12 - O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there...
Pagina 77 - The muffled drum's sad roll has beat The soldier's last tattoo ; No more on life's parade shall meet That brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping ground Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards with solemn round The bivouac of the dead.
Pagina 116 - The tolerance and equity of light That gives as freely to the shrinking flower As to the great oak flaring to the wind — To the grave's low hill as to the Matterhorn That shoulders out the sky.
Pagina 38 - Spanish sailors with bearded lips, And the beauty and mystery of the ships, And the magic of the sea. And the voice of that wayward song Is singing and saying still: ' A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Pagina 18 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.