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... woods , Of the heavenly woods and glades , That run to the radiant marginal sand - beach within The wide sea - marshes of Glynn ; II . Beautiful glooms , soft dusks in the noon - day fire , — Wildwood privacies , closets of lone desire ...
... woods , Of the heavenly woods and glades , That run to the radiant marginal sand - beach within The wide sea - marshes of Glynn ; II . Beautiful glooms , soft dusks in the noon - day fire , — Wildwood privacies , closets of lone desire ...
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... wood - aisle doth seem - Like a lane into heaven that leads from a dream , Ay , now , when my soul all day hath drunken the soul of the oak , And my heart is at ease from men , and the wearisome sound of the stroke Of the scythe of time ...
... wood - aisle doth seem - Like a lane into heaven that leads from a dream , Ay , now , when my soul all day hath drunken the soul of the oak , And my heart is at ease from men , and the wearisome sound of the stroke Of the scythe of time ...
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... wood I am drawn , I am drawn , Where the gray beach glimmering runs , as a belt of the dawn , For a mete and a mark To the forest dark ... woods stand high ? The world lies east : how ample , the marsh [ Chap . I. ] 31 THE MARSHES OF GLYNN .
... wood I am drawn , I am drawn , Where the gray beach glimmering runs , as a belt of the dawn , For a mete and a mark To the forest dark ... woods stand high ? The world lies east : how ample , the marsh [ Chap . I. ] 31 THE MARSHES OF GLYNN .
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... woods : the hol- low of a tree will lodge me , wild berries feed me ; and for Clothes , cannot I stitch myself one perennial suit of Leather ! " 6. Historical Oil - painting is one of the Arts I never practised ; therefore shall I not ...
... woods : the hol- low of a tree will lodge me , wild berries feed me ; and for Clothes , cannot I stitch myself one perennial suit of Leather ! " 6. Historical Oil - painting is one of the Arts I never practised ; therefore shall I not ...
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... wood , Each stepping where his comrade stood , The instant that he fell . VIII . No thought was there of dastard flight ; Link'd in the serried phalanx tight , Groom fought like noble , squire like knight , As fearlessly and well ; Till ...
... wood , Each stepping where his comrade stood , The instant that he fell . VIII . No thought was there of dastard flight ; Link'd in the serried phalanx tight , Groom fought like noble , squire like knight , As fearlessly and well ; Till ...
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Achilles ALFRED TENNYSON amid arms beauty bell blow breath Brutus Cæsar CHARLES DICKENS CHARLES WESLEY EMERSON church clouds cried Cusha dark dead doth dying echoes EMERSON EMERSON COLLEGE eyes face falling fire flames floweth flying Forever never GEORGE ELIOT hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hervé Riel hills of Habersham honor JOHN RUSKIN king Kremlin Lanier leave light Lindis look marshes of Glynn mercy mighty mind Mortier Napoleon Never-forever Nicholas night noble numbers palaces Perfective Laws Priam ROBERT BROWNING rolling scene SCROOGE AND MARLEY ship Shylock SIDNEY LANIER silent Smike smoke song soul spirit Spring Squeers stand Stanza stood sweet swept taste tell tempest thee thine things thou uppe valleys of Hall vitalized pictures voice wild WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind woods wreck
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Seite 68 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean, Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height The locks of the approaching storm.
Seite 65 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease, , Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Seite 68 - O, wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing...
Seite 86 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd, It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath; it is twice bless'd; It blesseth him that gives and him that takes...
Seite 81 - Reaper Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Seite 37 - Who, whether praise of him must walk the earth For ever, and to noble deeds give birth, Or he must fall, to sleep without his fame, And leave a dead unprofitable name — Finds comfort in himself and in his cause ; And, while the mortal mist is gathering, draws His breath in confidence of Heaven's applause : This is the happy Warrior ; this is He That every Man in arms should wish to be.
Seite 35 - Who, if he rise to station of command, Rises by open means; and there will stand On honourable terms, or else retire, And in himself possess his own desire: Who comprehends his trust, and to the same, Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim...
Seite 123 - O May I Join The Choir Invisible! O may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence...
Seite 71 - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
Seite 36 - Is happy as a lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw; Or if an unexpected call succeed, Come when it will, is equal to the need : — He who, though thus endued as with a sense And faculty for storm and turbulence, Is yet a Soul whose master-bias leans To home-felt pleasures and to gentle scenes; Sweet images ! which, wheresoe'er he be, Are at his heart ; and such fidelity It is his...