From a New England Hillside: Notes from UnderledgeMacmillan and Company, 1895 - 305 pages |
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... tender to the spirit - touch Of man's or maiden's eye : But , to his native centre fast , Shall into Future fuse the Past , And the world's flowing fates in his FROM A NEW ENGLAND HILLSIDE . I. I HAVE not. own mould recast . EMERSON .
... tender to the spirit - touch Of man's or maiden's eye : But , to his native centre fast , Shall into Future fuse the Past , And the world's flowing fates in his FROM A NEW ENGLAND HILLSIDE . I. I HAVE not. own mould recast . EMERSON .
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... past their prime , but this cannot be said of the asters , unless their mellow autumn is richer than their summer . The roadsides in some places are purple and in others white with them . The chicken grapes hanging upon hedges recall ...
... past their prime , but this cannot be said of the asters , unless their mellow autumn is richer than their summer . The roadsides in some places are purple and in others white with them . The chicken grapes hanging upon hedges recall ...
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... , - that terrible insistence , with the counter denial , which make you feel so sure that , whatever it was that was done or was not done in the long , long past , we never shall know the 4 FROM A NEW ENGLAND HILLSIDE .
... , - that terrible insistence , with the counter denial , which make you feel so sure that , whatever it was that was done or was not done in the long , long past , we never shall know the 4 FROM A NEW ENGLAND HILLSIDE .
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Notes from Underledge William Potts. long , long past , we never shall know the truth of the story while the world endures . The morning was bright and sunny , and the hills and fields were all aglow . The humming wires along my way sent ...
Notes from Underledge William Potts. long , long past , we never shall know the truth of the story while the world endures . The morning was bright and sunny , and the hills and fields were all aglow . The humming wires along my way sent ...
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... past , who come only on account of old attractions and to meet each other and to see the new girls , are here in force , and have taken pos- session of the pleasant inn , and make its low - studded rooms resound with their busy chatter ...
... past , who come only on account of old attractions and to meet each other and to see the new girls , are here in force , and have taken pos- session of the pleasant inn , and make its low - studded rooms resound with their busy chatter ...
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Page 271 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : 281 It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken,...
Page 1 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 103 - Under the greenwood tree * Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither : Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.* JAQ.
Page 49 - ARIEL'S song. Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Courtsied when you have and kiss'd The wild waves whist, Foot it featly here and there; And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear.
Page 154 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Page 270 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.— But hark!
Page 304 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Page 87 - I saw her upon nearer view. A Spirit, yet a Woman too! Her household motions light and free, And steps of virgin liberty; A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Page 270 - As the bird trims her to the gale, I trim myself to the storm of time, I man the rudder, reef the sail, Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime: 'Lowly faithful, banish fear, Right onward drive unharmed; The port, well worth the cruise, is near, And every wave is charmed.