Ariel, and Other PoemsBunce & Brother, 1855 - 316 Seiten |
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... Doth groan within the world's great heart , Till , bursting through , the rocks are rent , And towards the centre mountains start ! - And , were it Spring or Summer time , Or Autumn , with her golden crest , For thee I've flown from ...
... Doth groan within the world's great heart , Till , bursting through , the rocks are rent , And towards the centre mountains start ! - And , were it Spring or Summer time , Or Autumn , with her golden crest , For thee I've flown from ...
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... in the clouds ? -Away ! And there thine eye amazed shall see Utopia's rare mystery . Dark discord treadeth not those plains , But green crowned peace there smiling reigns ; The lifted sword which Anger rears Doth melt like ice 28 ARIEL .
... in the clouds ? -Away ! And there thine eye amazed shall see Utopia's rare mystery . Dark discord treadeth not those plains , But green crowned peace there smiling reigns ; The lifted sword which Anger rears Doth melt like ice 28 ARIEL .
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William Whiteman Fosdick. The lifted sword which Anger rears Doth melt like ice , and turns to tears ; And o'er the grave of blood - red War Hangs the bright lamp of Friendship's star . Spirit ! mark thy Master say That centuries shall ...
William Whiteman Fosdick. The lifted sword which Anger rears Doth melt like ice , and turns to tears ; And o'er the grave of blood - red War Hangs the bright lamp of Friendship's star . Spirit ! mark thy Master say That centuries shall ...
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... doth haunt Each unfrequented dell ; The thorny henbane's golden fruit , The nightshade's fatal berries blue , And mandrake , with its forked root , All thick about her grew . Her grief was dumb - it had no words To speak her lost estate ...
... doth haunt Each unfrequented dell ; The thorny henbane's golden fruit , The nightshade's fatal berries blue , And mandrake , with its forked root , All thick about her grew . Her grief was dumb - it had no words To speak her lost estate ...
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... doth lack , For seemed it where each pinion springs A rainbow shining at her back ! Her hair was like a golden flame Tossed by the gale when winds are high ! And light and darkness cannot name The day and night within her eye . Upon her ...
... doth lack , For seemed it where each pinion springs A rainbow shining at her back ! Her hair was like a golden flame Tossed by the gale when winds are high ! And light and darkness cannot name The day and night within her eye . Upon her ...
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ARIEL & OTHER POEMS William Whiteman 1825-1862 Fosdick,William 1564-1616 Tempest Shakespeare Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2016 |
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afar Alabama"-Here we rest Amid angel Ariel beatific beauty behold beneath bird blessed bliss bloom blossoms blue blushing bonnie breast breath bright brow Caledon charm cheek clairvoyance cloud cried crimson dance dark death deep doth drop earth eyes face fairy fall Farewell Summer fire flame flash flowers forest gaze gems gentle gloom gold golden green grief groves hand hath haunt head hear heard heart heaven hill kiss land leaf life's light lips Llama lone lute magic Maize MARY STEELE moon morning mountain neath night o'er ocean purple realm rising song rose round sable sage shade shadows shore silver sing skies sleep smile snow song soul spirit spirit band spring star strange sweet swelling tears thee thine THOMAS BUCHANAN READ thou throne thrush Twas voice waves weep West Whippoorwill wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings
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Seite xx - Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes, and groves ; And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune, and do fly him, When he comes back...
Seite xix - Some heavenly music, (which even now I do,) To work mine end upon their senses, that This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And, deeper than did ever plummet sound, I'll drown my book.
Seite xx - Where the bee sucks, there suck I : In a cowslip's bell I lie ; There I couch '. When owls do cry, On the bat's back I do fly After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live note, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Seite xv - I can give not what men call love, But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow...
Seite 41 - A dim veil hangs over the landscape and flood, And the hills are all mellowed in haze, While Fall, creeping on like a monk 'neath his hood, Plucks the thick-rustling wealth of the maize.
Seite xx - I have bedimm'd The noontide sun, call'd forth the mutinous winds, And 'twixt the green sea and the azur'd vault Set roaring war...
Seite 43 - And all their echoes mourn. The willows and the hazel copses green Shall now no more be seen Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays. As killing as the canker to the rose...
Seite 40 - ... sheep, hedged away from the maize. With springtime and culture, in martial array It waves its green broadswords on high, And fights with the gale, in a fluttering fray, And the sunbeams, which fall from the sky ; It strikes its green blades at the zephyrs at noon, And at night at the swift-flying fays...
Seite 40 - O'er the heads of the cloud-kissing oak ; Near the skirt of the grove, where the sturdy arm swings The axe till the old giant sways, And echo repeats every blow as it rings, Shoots the green and the glorious maize ! There buds of the buckeye in spring are the first, And the willow's gold hair then appears, And snowy the cups of the dogwood that burst By the red bud.
Seite 40 - The ploughman is cheered by the finch on the bough, And the blackbird doth follow his tread. And idle, afar on the landscape descried. The deep-lowing kine slowly graze. And nibbling the grass on the sunny hillside Are the sheep, hedged away from the maize. With spring-time and culture, in martial array It waves its green broadswords on high, And fights with the gale, in a fluttering fray, And the sunbeams, which fall from the sky ; It...