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... writing and that of first publication have been given . The brief Biographical Sketches ' at the end of the volume are ... written on each author , and have omitted many titles which seemed to be of little or no importance . But I have ...
... writing and that of first publication have been given . The brief Biographical Sketches ' at the end of the volume are ... written on each author , and have omitted many titles which seemed to be of little or no importance . But I have ...
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... writing and that of first publication have been given . The brief ' Biographical Sketches ' at the end of the volume are ... written on each author , and have omitted many titles which seemed to be of little or no importance . But I have ...
... writing and that of first publication have been given . The brief ' Biographical Sketches ' at the end of the volume are ... written on each author , and have omitted many titles which seemed to be of little or no importance . But I have ...
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... writing ; those in Roman , at the right , the date of publication . To make these dates as accurate as possible has ... written the best biographies we have of more than one of our chief poets . The present volume was first thought of ...
... writing ; those in Roman , at the right , the date of publication . To make these dates as accurate as possible has ... written the best biographies we have of more than one of our chief poets . The present volume was first thought of ...
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... WRITTEN IN NAPLES WRITTEN AT ROME THE RHODORA THE HUMBLE - BEE THE PROBLEM WRITTEN IN A Volume of GOETHE WOODNOTES I WOODNOTES II THE CITY IN THE SEA . 1 The poems of each author are arranged in chronological order . Exact dates will be ...
... WRITTEN IN NAPLES WRITTEN AT ROME THE RHODORA THE HUMBLE - BEE THE PROBLEM WRITTEN IN A Volume of GOETHE WOODNOTES I WOODNOTES II THE CITY IN THE SEA . 1 The poems of each author are arranged in chronological order . Exact dates will be ...
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... writing such verses ; ' and though soon persuaded that the verses really were by an Amer- ican , the editors still believed that Thanatopsis ' must have been written by the young poet's father . Phillips says in a letter to Bryant ...
... writing such verses ; ' and though soon persuaded that the verses really were by an Amer- ican , the editors still believed that Thanatopsis ' must have been written by the young poet's father . Phillips says in a letter to Bryant ...
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Page 145 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore. Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with th.ee.
Page 346 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil; Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 42 - Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore: Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never— nevermore.
Page 392 - Is true Freedom but to break Fetters for our own dear sake, And, with leathern hearts, forget That we owe mankind a debt ? No ! true freedom is to share All the chains our brothers wear, And, with heart and hand, to be Earnest to make others free ! They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak ; They are slaves who will not choose Hatred, scoffing, and abuse, Rather than in silence shrink From the truth they needs must think : They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two...
Page 551 - O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved ? And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone? And what shall my perfume be for the grave of him I love?
Page 346 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl ! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, —...
Page 41 - But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you" — here I opened wide the door: — Darkness there and nothing more.
Page 41 - I heard you' — here I opened wide the door; — Darkness there and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, 'Lenore?
Page 55 - BY the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood And fired the shot heard round the world. The foe long since in silence slept ; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps ; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On this green bank, by this soft stream, We set to-day a votive stone ; That memory may their deed redeem, When, like our sires, our sons are gone. Spirit, that made those heroes dare To...
Page 282 - I was rich in flowers and trees, Humming-birds and honey-bees; For my sport the squirrel played, Plied the snouted mole his spade; For my taste the blackberry cone Purpled over hedge and stone ; Laughed the brook for my delight Through the day and through the night...