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Strana 718 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Strana 149 - What, silent still? and silent all? Ah! no — the voices of the dead Sound like a distant torrent's fall, And answer, "Let one living head, But one arise — we come, we come!
Strana 145 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms— the day Battle's magnificently stern array!
Strana 149 - Shall never more be thine. The silence of that dreamless sleep I envy now too much to weep ; Nor need I to repine That all those charms have passed away ; I might have watch'd through long decay.
Strana 458 - An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume, Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom.
Strana 409 - Taint in poetry, is it ?" interposed his father. " No, no/' replied Sam. " Wery glad to hear it," said Mr. Weller. " Poetry's unnat'ral ; no man ever talked poetry 'cept a beadle on boxin...
Strana 150 - The triumph, and the vanity, The rapture of the strife — The earthquake voice of Victory, To thee the breath of life; The sword, the scepter, and that sway Which man seem'd made but to obey Wherewith renown was rife — All quell'd!
Strana 468 - Let us understand, once for all, that the ethical progress of society depends, not on imitating the cosmic process, still less in running away from it, but in combating it.