Poetry of America: Selections from One Hundred American Poets from 1776 to 1876G. Bell, 1878 - 387 pagini |
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Pagina xi
... : but Hercules may be known by his foot - prints . This only , and out of no captious spirit , in remon- strance against what seems to me an unjust leading , suited rather to the partisan than the critic . For PREFACE . xi.
... : but Hercules may be known by his foot - prints . This only , and out of no captious spirit , in remon- strance against what seems to me an unjust leading , suited rather to the partisan than the critic . For PREFACE . xi.
Pagina xviii
... Spirit whose work is done The City Dead - house The Mystic Trumpeter JULIA WARD HOWE . ... ... ... ... Battle Hymn of the Republic HERMAN MELVILLE . Sheridan at Cedar Creek Shiloh .. HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL . The Colour - Bearer The ...
... Spirit whose work is done The City Dead - house The Mystic Trumpeter JULIA WARD HOWE . ... ... ... ... Battle Hymn of the Republic HERMAN MELVILLE . Sheridan at Cedar Creek Shiloh .. HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL . The Colour - Bearer The ...
Pagina xxxiv
... spirit ; Which whoso tastes , perceives his mind To nobler politics refined ; Or roused to martial controversy , As from transforming cups of Circe : Or warm'd with Homer's nectar'd liquor , That fill'd the veins of gods with ichor . At ...
... spirit ; Which whoso tastes , perceives his mind To nobler politics refined ; Or roused to martial controversy , As from transforming cups of Circe : Or warm'd with Homer's nectar'd liquor , That fill'd the veins of gods with ichor . At ...
Pagina 11
... spirit is fled , And nothing is left of the light that it shed . Then , a bumper of tears , boys ! the banquet here ends , With a health to our dead , since we've no living friends . WILLIAM MAXWELL . Born at Norfolk , Virginia , 1784 ...
... spirit is fled , And nothing is left of the light that it shed . Then , a bumper of tears , boys ! the banquet here ends , With a health to our dead , since we've no living friends . WILLIAM MAXWELL . Born at Norfolk , Virginia , 1784 ...
Pagina 13
... spirit praying For our boy's spirit , though - he is not there ! Not there ! -Where , then , is he ? The form I used to see Was but the raiment that he used to wear . The grave , that now doth press Upon that cast - off dress , Is but ...
... spirit praying For our boy's spirit , though - he is not there ! Not there ! -Where , then , is he ? The form I used to see Was but the raiment that he used to wear . The grave , that now doth press Upon that cast - off dress , Is but ...
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