Poetry of America: Selections from One Hundred American Poets from 1776 to 1876G. Bell, 1878 - 387 pagini |
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Pagina xxxii
... sweet , of varied hue , Lift o'er the main her beamy head , What raptures fill the marine crew ! Thus when Bellona ( ruthless maid ! ) Her empire through the world has spread , And death his flag has proud display'd O'er legions that in ...
... sweet , of varied hue , Lift o'er the main her beamy head , What raptures fill the marine crew ! Thus when Bellona ( ruthless maid ! ) Her empire through the world has spread , And death his flag has proud display'd O'er legions that in ...
Pagina xxxvi
... sweet repast . No carving to be done , no knife to grate The tender ear , and wound the stony plate ; But the smooth spoon , just fitted to the lip , And taught with art the yielding mass to clip , By frequent journeys to the bowl well ...
... sweet repast . No carving to be done , no knife to grate The tender ear , and wound the stony plate ; But the smooth spoon , just fitted to the lip , And taught with art the yielding mass to clip , By frequent journeys to the bowl well ...
Pagina xxxvii
... sweet are the labours that freemen endure , Of which they enjoy all the profits secure ! No longer such toils shall Americans know , If Britons may reap what Americans sow ! In freedom , etc. Swarms of placemen and pensioners e'en now ...
... sweet are the labours that freemen endure , Of which they enjoy all the profits secure ! No longer such toils shall Americans know , If Britons may reap what Americans sow ! In freedom , etc. Swarms of placemen and pensioners e'en now ...
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... sweet and low , The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow , Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled , Once slept on my bosom , and pillow'd my head ! Would you know where to find such a delicate prize ? Go seek in yon ...
... sweet and low , The eye all of fire and the bosom of snow , Who erewhile in the days of my youth that are fled , Once slept on my bosom , and pillow'd my head ! Would you know where to find such a delicate prize ? Go seek in yon ...
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... sweet from the green mossy brim to receive it , As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips ! Not a full - blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it , Though filled with the nectar that Jupiter sips . And now , far removed from the ...
... sweet from the green mossy brim to receive it , As poised on the curb it inclined to my lips ! Not a full - blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it , Though filled with the nectar that Jupiter sips . And now , far removed from the ...
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