Illustrated Birthday Book of American PoetsAlmira Leach Hayward Houghton, Mifflin, 1881 - 307 pagini |
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Pagina 28
... wish - Mrs. A. D. T. Whitney . February 6 . that friends were always true , And motives always pure ; I wish the good were not so few , I wish the bad were fewer ; I wish that parsons ne'er forgot To heed their pious teaching ; I wish ...
... wish - Mrs. A. D. T. Whitney . February 6 . that friends were always true , And motives always pure ; I wish the good were not so few , I wish the bad were fewer ; I wish that parsons ne'er forgot To heed their pious teaching ; I wish ...
Pagina 32
... alike are His ; Without His leave they pass no threshold o'er ; Who , then , would wish or dare , believing this , Against His messengers to shut the door ? H. W. Longfellow . February 11 . February 12 . All common things , 32 February 10 .
... alike are His ; Without His leave they pass no threshold o'er ; Who , then , would wish or dare , believing this , Against His messengers to shut the door ? H. W. Longfellow . February 11 . February 12 . All common things , 32 February 10 .
Pagina 146
... wish a mint of gold , I still should long for more . July 11 . F. Q. Adams . - Nerved to a stern resolve , fulfil thy lot - Reveal the secrets nature has unveiled thee ; All higher gifts by toil intense are bought Has thy firm will in ...
... wish a mint of gold , I still should long for more . July 11 . F. Q. Adams . - Nerved to a stern resolve , fulfil thy lot - Reveal the secrets nature has unveiled thee ; All higher gifts by toil intense are bought Has thy firm will in ...
Pagina 196
... wish that she hardly dared to own , For something better than she had known . 7. G. Whittier . September 15 . A youth was there of quiet ways , A student of old books and days ; With many a social virtue graced And yet a friend of ...
... wish that she hardly dared to own , For something better than she had known . 7. G. Whittier . September 15 . A youth was there of quiet ways , A student of old books and days ; With many a social virtue graced And yet a friend of ...
Pagina 244
... wish a thing to be well done , You must do it yourself , you must not leave it to others . November 17 . H. W. Longfellow . For looking backward through the year , Along the way my feet have pressed , I see sweet places everywhere ...
... wish a thing to be well done , You must do it yourself , you must not leave it to others . November 17 . H. W. Longfellow . For looking backward through the year , Along the way my feet have pressed , I see sweet places everywhere ...
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Alice Cary April August August 20 Bayard Taylor beauty bless breath bright brow calm Celia Thaxter dear December December 23 doth dream E. C. Stedman E. S. Phelps earth eyes face fair faith February February 11 feet flowers God's grace H. H. Jackson H. W. Longfellow hand hath heart heaven holy hope J. C. R. Dorr J. G. Whittier J. R. Lowell January January 11 Joaquin Miller July June life's light lives look Lucy Larcom M. M. Dodge March N. P. Willis November O. W. Holmes o'er October October 11 patience Phabe Cary R. H. Stoddard R. W. Emerson September September 27 shining skies smile sorrow soul stars sweet T. B. Aldrich T. B. Read tears tender thee thine things thou art toil trust truth unto voice W. C. Bryant W. D. Howells woman's youth Z. B. Gustafson
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Pagina 233 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves ; the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie ; but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy Dearth the lovely ones again.
Pagina 190 - For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been...
Pagina 233 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sear. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread...
Pagina 1 - Unwarmed by any sunset light The gray day darkened into night A night made hoary with the swarm And whirl-dance of the blinding storm, As zigzag, wavering to and fro, Crossed and recrossed the winged snow: And ere the early bedtime came The white drift piled the window-frame, And through the glass the clothes-line posts Looked in like tall and sheeted ghosts.
Pagina 86 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Pagina 255 - Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house at the garden's end. The sled and traveler stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Pagina 238 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Pagina 128 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept. Were toiling upward in the night.
Pagina 64 - Were a star quenched on high, For ages would its light, Still travelling downward from the sky, Shine on our mortal sight. So when a great man dies, For years beyond our ken The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men.
Pagina 30 - Nothing useless is, or low ; Each thing in its place is best ; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.