Poetry of America: Selections from One Hundred American Poets from 1776 to 1876G. Bell, 1878 - 387 pagini |
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Pagina 37
... dream was his last ; He woke to hear his sentries shriek , " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek ! ” He woke to die ' midst flame , and smoke , And shout , and groan , and sabre - stroke , And death - shots falling thick and ...
... dream was his last ; He woke to hear his sentries shriek , " To arms ! they come ! the Greek ! the Greek ! ” He woke to die ' midst flame , and smoke , And shout , and groan , and sabre - stroke , And death - shots falling thick and ...
Pagina 38
... dream , or fear Of agony , are thine . But to the hero , when his sword Has won the battle for the free , Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word ; And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be . Come , when his task ...
... dream , or fear Of agony , are thine . But to the hero , when his sword Has won the battle for the free , Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word ; And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be . Come , when his task ...
Pagina 67
... dream of life and bliss , With healing to the sad heart on its wings . Then would the chanted strain Of the old bard again Bring cheerful thoughts once more around the evening fire ; Then would the pure and young , Such as the minstrel ...
... dream of life and bliss , With healing to the sad heart on its wings . Then would the chanted strain Of the old bard again Bring cheerful thoughts once more around the evening fire ; Then would the pure and young , Such as the minstrel ...
Pagina 83
... spears , and the many men , May not deny him room . He'll come to his tent in the weary night , And be busy in his dream , And he'll float to his eye in the morning light NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS . 83 NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS The Annoyer.
... spears , and the many men , May not deny him room . He'll come to his tent in the weary night , And be busy in his dream , And he'll float to his eye in the morning light NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS . 83 NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS The Annoyer.
Pagina 97
... dream it in de dream ; De rice - bird mean it when he sing , De eagle when he scream . De yam will grow , de cotton blow , We'll hab de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you De driver blow his horn ! We know de promise ...
... dream it in de dream ; De rice - bird mean it when he sing , De eagle when he scream . De yam will grow , de cotton blow , We'll hab de rice an ' corn : O nebber you fear , if nebber you De driver blow his horn ! We know de promise ...
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