American Poems: Longfellow: Whittier: Bryant: Holmes: Lowell: EmersonHorace Elisha Scudder Houghton, Mifflin, 1879 - 455 pages |
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... rest in the middle of the line , and this rest , or cæsural pause , should be carefully regarded ; a little practice will enable one to acquire that habit of reading the hexameter , which we may liken , roughly , to the climbing of a ...
... rest in the middle of the line , and this rest , or cæsural pause , should be carefully regarded ; a little practice will enable one to acquire that habit of reading the hexameter , which we may liken , roughly , to the climbing of a ...
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... rest , and twilight prevailed . Anon from the belfry Softly the Angelus sounded , and over the roofs of the village 39. The term kirtle was sometimes applied to the jacket only , sometimes to the train or upper petticoat attached to it ...
... rest , and twilight prevailed . Anon from the belfry Softly the Angelus sounded , and over the roofs of the village 39. The term kirtle was sometimes applied to the jacket only , sometimes to the train or upper petticoat attached to it ...
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... rest- less heart of the ocean Was for a moment consoled . All sounds were in harmony blended . Voices of children at play , the crowing of cocks in the farm - yards , 165 Whir of wings in the drowsy air , and the cooing of pigeons , All ...
... rest- less heart of the ocean Was for a moment consoled . All sounds were in harmony blended . Voices of children at play , the crowing of cocks in the farm - yards , 165 Whir of wings in the drowsy air , and the cooing of pigeons , All ...
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... rest and affec- tion and stillness . Day with its burden and heat had departed , and twilight descending Brought back the evening star to the sky , and the herds to the homestead . Pawing the ground they came , and resting their necks ...
... rest and affec- tion and stillness . Day with its burden and heat had departed , and twilight descending Brought back the evening star to the sky , and the herds to the homestead . Pawing the ground they came , and resting their necks ...
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... rest was its dil- igent shuttle , While the monotonous drone of the wheel , like the drone of a bagpipe , Followed the old man's song , and united the frag- ments together . 15 As in a church , when the chant of the choir at in- tervals ...
... rest was its dil- igent shuttle , While the monotonous drone of the wheel , like the drone of a bagpipe , Followed the old man's song , and united the frag- ments together . 15 As in a church , when the chant of the choir at in- tervals ...
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Page 354 - And what is so rare as a day in June ? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might. An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Page 350 - There is Lowell, who's striving Parnassus to climb With a whole bale of isms tied together with rhyme, He might get on alone, spite of brambles and boulders, But he can't with that bundle he has on his shoulders, The top of the hill he will ne'er come nigh reaching Till he learns the .distinction 'twixt singing and preaching...
Page 17 - Hearty and hale was he, an oak that is covered with snow-flakes; White as the snow were his locks, and his cheeks as brown as the oak-leaves.
Page 12 - THIS is the forest primeval. 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 354 - And there's never a leaf nor a blade too mean To be some happy creature's palace; The little bird sits at his door in the sun, Atilt like a blossom among the leaves, And lets his illumined being o'errun With the deluge of summer it receives...
Page 36 - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Page 277 - But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast — A wish, that she hardly dared to own, For something better than she had known.
Page 279 - Oft when the wine in his glass was red, He longed for the wayside well instead; And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms, To dream of meadows and clover-blooms. And the proud man sighed, with a secret pain, "Ah, that I were free again!
Page 13 - This is the forest primeval ; but where are the hearts that beneath it Leaped like the roe, when he hears in the woodland the voice of the huntsman Where is the thatch-roofed village, the home of Acadian farmers, — Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands, Darkened by shadows of earth, but reflecting an image of heaven...
Page 61 - Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment ; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.