Elegies and hymnsHenry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig Doubleday, Page, 1905 - American poetry |
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... eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repress'd their noble rage , 40 44 48 And froze the genial current of the soul . 52 Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean ...
... eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repress'd their noble rage , 40 44 48 And froze the genial current of the soul . 52 Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean ...
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... eyes , --- 64 Their lot forbade : nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues , but their crimes confined ; Forbade to wade thro ' slaughter to a throne , And shut the gates of mercy on mankind . 68 The struggling pangs of conscious ...
... eyes , --- 64 Their lot forbade : nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues , but their crimes confined ; Forbade to wade thro ' slaughter to a throne , And shut the gates of mercy on mankind . 68 The struggling pangs of conscious ...
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... eye requires ; E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries , E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires . For thee , who , mindful of th ' unhonour'd dead , Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance , by lonely ...
... eye requires ; E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries , E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires . For thee , who , mindful of th ' unhonour'd dead , Dost in these lines their artless tale relate ; If chance , by lonely ...
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... eyes and hearts watch by The heroes ' sepulchre . Rest on , embalmed and sainted dead ! Dear as the blood ye gave ; No impious footstep here shall tread The herbage of your grave ; Nor shall your glory be forgot While Fame her record ...
... eyes and hearts watch by The heroes ' sepulchre . Rest on , embalmed and sainted dead ! Dear as the blood ye gave ; No impious footstep here shall tread The herbage of your grave ; Nor shall your glory be forgot While Fame her record ...
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... eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea - change Into something rich and strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark ! now I hear them , -Ding - dong , bell ! William Shakespeare . THE SHROUDING OF THE DUCHESS ...
... eyes : Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea - change Into something rich and strange . Sea - nymphs hourly ring his knell : Hark ! now I hear them , -Ding - dong , bell ! William Shakespeare . THE SHROUDING OF THE DUCHESS ...
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abide behold beneath bless blest brave breast breath bright brow Burns calm child cold comfort dark dead dear death dost doth dream earth ELEGY eternal Evelyn Hope eyes fame farewell fear feel Fitz-Greene Halleck flowers Frae grace grave grief hand harbor at last hast hath hear heart heaven Henry Vaughan Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hour John Campbell Shairp John Greenleaf Whittier John Henry Newman John Keble laid leaves life's light live Lord Lycidas Mary Matthew Arnold morn mortal Mourn Muse never night o'er old familiar faces peace praise prayer rest Robert Browning rose round shade Shepherds shine shore silent sing sleep smile snow song soul stars strife Sweet Spirit tears thee thine Thomas Hood thou art gone thoughts Thyrsis tomb tree unto voice Walter Savage Landor weary weep winds wood youth
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Page 14 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Page 18 - To him who, in the love of Nature, holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language : for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty ; and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Page 18 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Page 18 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house, Make thee to shudder, and grow sick at heart ; — Go forth, under the open sky, and list To Nature's teachings, while from all around — Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice.
Page 106 - For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths— for you the shores a-crowding, For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning; Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head! It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead.
Page 58 - In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Page 169 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Page 20 - The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one, as before, will chase His favorite phantom ; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 12 - Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Page 117 - THREE years she grew in sun and shower; Then Nature said, ( A lovelier flower On earth was never sown: This child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A lady of my own. ' Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse : and with me The girl, in rock and plain In earth and heaven, in glade and bower Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain.