Poems and Prose WritingsMarshall, Clark and Company, 1833 - 450 pages |
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... sight , Then drifts away ; and through the night they hear Far off that dreadful cry . - But morn is near . XLVII . O , had'st thou known what deeds were done , When thou wast shining far away , Would'st thou let fall , calm - coming ...
... sight , Then drifts away ; and through the night they hear Far off that dreadful cry . - But morn is near . XLVII . O , had'st thou known what deeds were done , When thou wast shining far away , Would'st thou let fall , calm - coming ...
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... sight ; The sea - birds call , and wheel and skim- O , blessed morning light ! He doth not hear their joyous call ; he sees No beauty in the wave ; nor feels the breeze . LXXX . For he's accursed from all that ' s good ; He ne'er must ...
... sight ; The sea - birds call , and wheel and skim- O , blessed morning light ! He doth not hear their joyous call ; he sees No beauty in the wave ; nor feels the breeze . LXXX . For he's accursed from all that ' s good ; He ne'er must ...
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... sights around her press ; Yet all in vain ! She something sees and hears , But feels not - dead to pangs , to joys , to fears ; Nor wishes aught . The mind all waste and worn , Lives but to faintly know itself forlorn ; Remembrance of ...
... sights around her press ; Yet all in vain ! She something sees and hears , But feels not - dead to pangs , to joys , to fears ; Nor wishes aught . The mind all waste and worn , Lives but to faintly know itself forlorn ; Remembrance of ...
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... sight , But what is death , to this dread , living blight ! Thou who didst form us with mysterious powers , And give a conscious soul , and call it ours ; Thou who alone dost know the strife within , Wilt kindly judge , nor name each ...
... sight , But what is death , to this dread , living blight ! Thou who didst form us with mysterious powers , And give a conscious soul , and call it ours ; Thou who alone dost know the strife within , Wilt kindly judge , nor name each ...
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... sight Above our heads- the elm in golden light . Thoughtful and silent for awhile he then Talked of my coming.- From thine own vale ? And we will make thy home Pleasant ; and it shall glad thee to have come . " Then of my garden and my ...
... sight Above our heads- the elm in golden light . Thoughtful and silent for awhile he then Talked of my coming.- From thine own vale ? And we will make thy home Pleasant ; and it shall glad thee to have come . " Then of my garden and my ...
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Page 102 - Celestial voices Hymn it unto our souls : according harps, By angel fingers touched when the mild stars Of morning sang together, sound forth still The song of our great immortality...
Page 136 - Thy flitting form comes ghostly dim and pale, As driven by a beating storm at sea ; Thy cry is weak and scared, As if thy mates had shared The doom of us : Thy wail — What does it bring to me...
Page 137 - A requiem o'er the dead, From out thy gloomy cells A tale of mourning tells — Tells of man's woe and fall, His sinless glory fled.
Page 91 - The rill is tuneless to his ear, who feels No harmony within ; the south wind steals As silent, as unseen among the leaves. Who has no inward beauty, none perceives; Though all around is beautiful.
Page 138 - Canst thou grow sad, thou say'st, as earth grows bright ? And sigh, when little birds begin discourse In quick, low voices, ere the streaming light Pours on their nests, from out the day's fresh source ? With creatures innocent thou must perforce A sharer be, if that thine heart be pure. And holy hour like this, save sharp remorse, Of ills and pains of life must be the cure, And breathe in kindred calm, and teach thee to endure.
Page 148 - He said that upon opening Wordsworth a thousand springs seemed to gush up at once in his heart, and the face of nature of a sudden to change into a strange freshness and life.
Page 426 - I have known one like the latter, attempt, with uncouth condescension, to court an openhearted child, who would draw back with an instinctive aversion; and I have felt as if there were a curse upon him. Better to be driven out from among men, than to be disliked of children.
Page 21 - Into the chambers of the deep. I see the dead, long, long forgot; I see them in their sleep. A dreadful power is mine, which none can know, Save he who leagues his soul with death and wo.
Page 391 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night...
Page 1 - THE island lies nine leagues away. Along its solitary shore, Of craggy rock and sandy bay, No sound but ocean's roar, Save, where the bold, wild sea-bird makes her home, Her shrill cry coming through the sparkling foam. But when the light winds lie at rest, And on the glassy, heaving sea, The black duck, with her glossy breast, Sits swinging silently; How beautiful ! no ripples break the reach, And silvery waves go noiseless up the beach.
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