Selected PoemsJames R. Osgood and Company, 1876 - 218 pages |
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... thousands bless his manly thoughts . " - Massachusetts Quarterly Review . 16mo ESSAYS . FIRST SERIES . I vol . ESSAYS . SECOND SERIES . I vol . 16mo .... MISCELLANIES . $ 1.50 1.50 1.50 Embracing NATURE , ADDRESSES , and LECTURES . I ...
... thousands bless his manly thoughts . " - Massachusetts Quarterly Review . 16mo ESSAYS . FIRST SERIES . I vol . ESSAYS . SECOND SERIES . I vol . 16mo .... MISCELLANIES . $ 1.50 1.50 1.50 Embracing NATURE , ADDRESSES , and LECTURES . I ...
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... thousand natures ply ; Ask on , thou clothed eternity ; Time is the false reply . ' Uprose the merry Sphinx , And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple cloud , She silvered in the moon ; She spired into a yellow flame ; She ...
... thousand natures ply ; Ask on , thou clothed eternity ; Time is the false reply . ' Uprose the merry Sphinx , And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple cloud , She silvered in the moon ; She spired into a yellow flame ; She ...
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... thousand humors shift it , As you spin a cherry . O doleful ghosts , and goblins merry ! O all you virtues , methods , mights , Means , appliances , delights , Reputed wrongs and braggart rights , Smug routine , and things allowed ...
... thousand humors shift it , As you spin a cherry . O doleful ghosts , and goblins merry ! O all you virtues , methods , mights , Means , appliances , delights , Reputed wrongs and braggart rights , Smug routine , and things allowed ...
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... thousand men shall dig and eat ; At forge and furnace thousands sweat ; And thousands sail the purple sea , And give or take the stroke of war , Or crowd the market and bazaar ; Oft shall war end , and peace return , And cities rise ...
... thousand men shall dig and eat ; At forge and furnace thousands sweat ; And thousands sail the purple sea , And give or take the stroke of war , Or crowd the market and bazaar ; Oft shall war end , and peace return , And cities rise ...
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... thousand gates , Till green lances peering through Bend happy in the welkin blue . April cold with dropping rain Willows and lilacs brings again , The whistle of returning birds , And trumpet - lowing of the herds ; The scarlet maple ...
... thousand gates , Till green lances peering through Bend happy in the welkin blue . April cold with dropping rain Willows and lilacs brings again , The whistle of returning birds , And trumpet - lowing of the herds ; The scarlet maple ...
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Page 73 - IF the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again. Far or forgot to me is near ; Shadow and sunlight are the same ; The vanished gods to me appear ; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out ; When me they fly, I am the wings ; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Page 155 - THE mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel ; And the former called the latter " Little Prig. Bun replied, " You are doubtless very big ; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace To occupy my place. If I'm not so large as you, You are not so small as I, And not half so spry. I'll not deny you make A very pretty squirrel track ; Talents differ ; all is well and wisely put ; If I cannot carry forests on my back, Neither...
Page 16 - The word unto the prophet spoken Was writ on tables yet unbroken; The word by seers or sibyls told, In groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost.
Page 58 - In May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool. Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.
Page 186 - TERMINUS. IT is time to be old, To take in sail : — The god of bounds, Who sets to seas a shore, Came to me in his fatal rounds, And said : ' No more ! No farther shoot Thy broad ambitious branches, and thy root. Fancy departs : no more invent ; Contract thy firmament To compass of a tent.
Page 203 - My angel — his name is Freedom — Choose him to be your king; He shall cut pathways east and west, And fend you with his wing.
Page 13 - Pine cones and acorns lay on the ground; Over me soared the eternal sky, Full of light and of deity; Again I saw, again I heard. The rolling river, the morning bird; Beauty through my senses stole; I yielded myself to the perfect whole.
Page 70 - Tis mine, my children's and my name's. How sweet the west wind sounds in my own trees! How graceful climb those shadows on my hill! I fancy these pure waters and the flags Know me, as does my dog: we sympathize; And, I affirm, my actions smack of the soil.
Page 11 - She melted into purple cloud, She silvered in the moon ; She spired into a yellow flame ; She flowered in blossoms red; She flowed into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's head. Thorough a thousand voices Spoke the universal dame : " Who telleth one of my meanings,
Page 15 - Earth proudly wears the Parthenon, As the best gem upon her zone ; And Morning opes with haste her lids, To gaze upon the Pyramids...