The belfry of Bruges & other poems. Evangeline. The seaside & the firesideJ. R. Osgood & Company, 1873 |
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... stood , And the world threw off the darkness , like the weeds of widowhood . Thick with towns and hamlets studded , and with streams and vapors gray , Like a shield embossed with silver , round and vast the landscape lay . At my feet ...
... stood , And the world threw off the darkness , like the weeds of widowhood . Thick with towns and hamlets studded , and with streams and vapors gray , Like a shield embossed with silver , round and vast the landscape lay . At my feet ...
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... Stood the great giant Algebar , Orion , hunter of the beast ! His sword hung gleaming by his side , And , on his arm , the lion's hide Scattered across the midnight air The golden radiance of its The Occultation of Orion 37.
... Stood the great giant Algebar , Orion , hunter of the beast ! His sword hung gleaming by his side , And , on his arm , the lion's hide Scattered across the midnight air The golden radiance of its The Occultation of Orion 37.
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... stood in strange alarm ! And suddenly from his outstretched arm Down fell the red skin of the lion Into the river at his feet . His mighty club no longer beat The forehead of the bull ; but he Reeled as of yore beside the sea , When ...
... stood in strange alarm ! And suddenly from his outstretched arm Down fell the red skin of the lion Into the river at his feet . His mighty club no longer beat The forehead of the bull ; but he Reeled as of yore beside the sea , When ...
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... STOOD on the bridge at midnight , As the clocks were striking the hour , And the moon rose o'er the city , Behind the dark church - tower . I saw her bright reflection In the waters under me , Like a golden goblet falling And sinking ...
... STOOD on the bridge at midnight , As the clocks were striking the hour , And the moon rose o'er the city , Behind the dark church - tower . I saw her bright reflection In the waters under me , Like a golden goblet falling And sinking ...
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... stood on that bridge at midnight And gazed on that wave and sky ! How often , O how often , I had wished that the ebbing tide . Would bear me away on its bosom O'er the ocean wild and wide ! For my heart was hot and restless , And my 40 ...
... stood on that bridge at midnight And gazed on that wave and sky ! How often , O how often , I had wished that the ebbing tide . Would bear me away on its bosom O'er the ocean wild and wide ! For my heart was hot and restless , And my 40 ...
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Page 79 - Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small, Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.
Page 224 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Page 50 - Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Page 51 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Page 227 - Gods may dwell, Beautiful, entire, and clean. Else our lives are incomplete, Standing in these walls of Time, Broken stairways, where the feet Stumble as they seek to climb. Build to-day, then, strong and sure ; With a firm and ample base ; And ascending and secure Shall to-morrow find its place. Thus alone can we attain To those turrets, where the eye Sees the world as one vast plain, And one boundless reach of sky.
Page 87 - The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Page 63 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, 1 knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong.
Page 112 - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Page 212 - That the sailing sea-bird slowly Poised upon the mast to hear, Till his soul was full of longing, And he cried, with impulse strong, — " Helmsman ! for the love of heaven, Teach me, too, that wondrous song ! " " Wouldst thou," — so the helmsman answered, " Learn the secret of the sea ? Only those who brave its dangers Comprehend its mystery...
Page 225 - Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion, Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.