Poetry of America: Selections from One Hundred American Poets from 1776 to 1876G. Bell, 1878 - 387 pagini |
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... shore ) First gave thee to the world ; her works of fame Have lived indeed , but lived without a name . Some tawny Ceres , goddess of her days , First learn'd with stones to crack the well - dried maize , Through the rough sieve to ...
... shore ) First gave thee to the world ; her works of fame Have lived indeed , but lived without a name . Some tawny Ceres , goddess of her days , First learn'd with stones to crack the well - dried maize , Through the rough sieve to ...
Pagina 4
... shore ; Let no rude foe , with impious hand , Let no rude foe , with impious hand , Invade the shrine where sacred lies Of toil and blood the well - earn'd prize . While offering peace sincere and just , In Heaven we place a manly trust ...
... shore ; Let no rude foe , with impious hand , Let no rude foe , with impious hand , Invade the shrine where sacred lies Of toil and blood the well - earn'd prize . While offering peace sincere and just , In Heaven we place a manly trust ...
Pagina 7
... 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 , now conceals , now discloses ? * See Note 3 . Now ...
... 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 , now conceals , now discloses ? * See Note 3 . Now ...
Pagina 8
... shore : For thou , with magic might , Canst reach to where the light Of Phoebus travels bright The world o'er ! * See Note 4 . The Genius of our clime , From pine - embattled 8 POETRY OF AMERICA . WASHINGTON ALLSTON America to Great ...
... shore : For thou , with magic might , Canst reach to where the light Of Phoebus travels bright The world o'er ! * See Note 4 . The Genius of our clime , From pine - embattled 8 POETRY OF AMERICA . WASHINGTON ALLSTON America to Great ...
Pagina 12
... shore we gather Where graves and griefs are not : The shore where true devotion Shall rear no pillar'd shrine , And see no other ocean Than that of love divine . MY CHILD . I CAN NOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever ...
... shore we gather Where graves and griefs are not : The shore where true devotion Shall rear no pillar'd shrine , And see no other ocean Than that of love divine . MY CHILD . I CAN NOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever ...
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