An American Anthology, 1787-1900: Selections, Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of American Poetry in the Nineteenth CenturyEdmund Clarence Stedman Houghton, Mifflin, 1900 - 878 pagini Added t.p., engraved. |
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... DEAD POET 167 INSPIRATION . 167 THE FISHER'S Boy ' 168 SMOKE . 168 169 MIST Emily Chubbuck Judson 181 182 182 182 • 183 183 . 169 WATCHING MY BIRD · 183 184 169 . . 170 170 IONA - € 170 · 170 Arthur Cleveland Core A MEMORIAL OF ST ...
... DEAD POET 167 INSPIRATION . 167 THE FISHER'S Boy ' 168 SMOKE . 168 169 MIST Emily Chubbuck Judson 181 182 182 182 • 183 183 . 169 WATCHING MY BIRD · 183 184 169 . . 170 170 IONA - € 170 · 170 Arthur Cleveland Core A MEMORIAL OF ST ...
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... dead commit , Observe the swelling turf , and say , They do not lie , but here they sit . Here still a lofty rock remains , - On which the curious eye may trace ( Now wasted half by wearing rains ) The fancies of a ruder race . Here ...
... dead commit , Observe the swelling turf , and say , They do not lie , but here they sit . Here still a lofty rock remains , - On which the curious eye may trace ( Now wasted half by wearing rains ) The fancies of a ruder race . Here ...
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... dead that we loved , or the living still dear ? Alas ! when I look , I find none of the last ! The present is barren , let ' s drink to the past ! - Come ! here's to the girl with a voice sweet and low , The eye all of fire and the ...
... dead that we loved , or the living still dear ? Alas ! when I look , I find none of the last ! The present is barren , let ' s drink to the past ! - Come ! here's to the girl with a voice sweet and low , The eye all of fire and the ...
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... dead . All space is holy ; for all space Is filled by thee ; but human thought Burns clearer in some chosen place , Where thy own words of love are taught . Here be they taught ; and may we know That faith thy servants knew of old ...
... dead . All space is holy ; for all space Is filled by thee ; but human thought Burns clearer in some chosen place , Where thy own words of love are taught . Here be they taught ; and may we know That faith thy servants knew of old ...
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... dead , With the holy stars by night . It watches the bed of the brave who have bled , And still guard this ice - bound shore , Till the waves of the bay , where the May- flower lay , Shall foam and freeze no more . MY CHILD I CANNOT ...
... dead , With the holy stars by night . It watches the bed of the brave who have bled , And still guard this ice - bound shore , Till the waves of the bay , where the May- flower lay , Shall foam and freeze no more . MY CHILD I CANNOT ...
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Annabel Lee art thou beauty bells Ben Bolt beneath bird bloom blow blue bobolink brave breast breath bright brow cardinal bird cloud cold dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feet flame flowers glory glow golden gone grass grave gray green hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hills Israfel JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE Kingston Bridge kiss Kree land light lips live lonely look Lord lyre MARIA GOWEN BROOKS mighty moon morning neath never nevermore night o'er pass peace Poems poets rapture rose round sail shadows shine shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars strong sweet tears tell tempest thee thine things thou art thought tree voice Wallace Rice wave weary wild wind wings wood