The Life and Works of William Cullen Bryant, Svazek 3D. Appleton, 1883 |
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Strana 118
... regions distant far , To where the sun of Andalusia shines On his own olive - groves and vines , Or the soft lights of Italy's clear sky In smiles upon her ruins lie . But I would woo the winds to let us rest 118 SONG OF THE GREEK AMAZON.
... regions distant far , To where the sun of Andalusia shines On his own olive - groves and vines , Or the soft lights of Italy's clear sky In smiles upon her ruins lie . But I would woo the winds to let us rest 118 SONG OF THE GREEK AMAZON.
Strana 149
... Italy may boast The beauteous tints that flush her skies , And lovely , round the Grecian coast , May thy blue pillars rise . I only know how fair they stand Around my own beloved land . And they are fair - a charm is theirs , That ...
... Italy may boast The beauteous tints that flush her skies , And lovely , round the Grecian coast , May thy blue pillars rise . I only know how fair they stand Around my own beloved land . And they are fair - a charm is theirs , That ...
Strana 189
... Italy's brown maids Send the dark locks with which their brows are dressed , And Gascon lasses , from their jetty braids , Crop half , to buy a ribbon for the rest ; But the fresh Norman girls their tresses spare , And the Dutch damsel ...
... Italy's brown maids Send the dark locks with which their brows are dressed , And Gascon lasses , from their jetty braids , Crop half , to buy a ribbon for the rest ; But the fresh Norman girls their tresses spare , And the Dutch damsel ...
Strana 246
... even the immaterial Mind , below , And Thought , her wingèd offspring , chained by power , Pine silently for the redeeming hour . Italy , 1835 . " New York Mirror , " August , 1835 . THE KNIGHT'S EPITAPH . TH HIS is the church which 246.
... even the immaterial Mind , below , And Thought , her wingèd offspring , chained by power , Pine silently for the redeeming hour . Italy , 1835 . " New York Mirror , " August , 1835 . THE KNIGHT'S EPITAPH . TH HIS is the church which 246.
Strana 353
... Italy , and when they went to bury it they found it revived and playing with the flowers which , after the manner of that country , had been brought to grace his funeral . - Author . " " LIFE . " Page 262 . Where Isar's clay - white ...
... Italy , and when they went to bury it they found it revived and playing with the flowers which , after the manner of that country , had been brought to grace his funeral . - Author . " " LIFE . " Page 262 . Where Isar's clay - white ...
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Strana 306 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Strana 17 - 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.
Strana 18 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Strana 213 - TO THE FRINGED GENTIAN. THOU blossom bright with autumn dew, And colored with the heaven's own blue, That openest when the quiet light Succeeds the keen and frosty night. Thou comest not when violets lean O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen, Or columbines, in purple dressed, Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest. Thou waitest late and com'st alone, When woods are bare and birds are flown, And frosts and shortening days portend The aged year is near his end. Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye...
Strana 149 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
Strana 15 - 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.
Strana 16 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again, And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being...
Strana 25 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply has sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who. from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, 30 In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Strana 25 - Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near. And soon that toil shall end; Soon shalt thou find a summer home, and rest, And scream among thy fellows; reeds shall bend, Soon, o'er thy sheltered nest.
Strana 125 - Father, thy hand Hath reared these venerable columns, thou Didst weave this verdant roof. Thou didst look down Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose All these fair ranks of trees. They, in thy sun, Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze, And sfiot toward heaven. The century-living crow Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died Among their branches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with...