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... brings New change , to her , of everlasting youth ; Still the green soil , with joyous living things , Swarms , the wide air is full of joyous wings , And myriads , still , are happy in the sleep Of ocean's azure gulfs , and where he ...
... brings New change , to her , of everlasting youth ; Still the green soil , with joyous living things , Swarms , the wide air is full of joyous wings , And myriads , still , are happy in the sleep Of ocean's azure gulfs , and where he ...
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... bring The commerce of the world ; -with tawny limb , And belt and beads in sunlight glistening , The savage urged his skiff like wild bird on the wing . XXIX . Then all this youthful paradise around , And all the broad and boundless ...
... bring The commerce of the world ; -with tawny limb , And belt and beads in sunlight glistening , The savage urged his skiff like wild bird on the wing . XXIX . Then all this youthful paradise around , And all the broad and boundless ...
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... tire thee of it , enter this wild wood And view the haunts of Nature . The calm shade Shall bring a kindred calm , and the sweet breeze VOL . I. - 2 * That makes the green leaves dance , shall waft a Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood.
... tire thee of it , enter this wild wood And view the haunts of Nature . The calm shade Shall bring a kindred calm , and the sweet breeze VOL . I. - 2 * That makes the green leaves dance , shall waft a Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood.
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... brings The long drear storm on its heavy wings ; But the howling wind and the driving rain Will beat my houseless head in vain : I shall stay , from my murdered sons to scare The beasts of the desert , and fowls of air . " THE OLD MAN'S ...
... brings The long drear storm on its heavy wings ; But the howling wind and the driving rain Will beat my houseless head in vain : I shall stay , from my murdered sons to scare The beasts of the desert , and fowls of air . " THE OLD MAN'S ...
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... brings , Plays on the slope a while , and then Goes prattling into groves again Oft to its warbling waters drew My little feet , when life was new . When woods in early green were dressed , And from the chambers of the west The warmer ...
... brings , Plays on the slope a while , and then Goes prattling into groves again Oft to its warbling waters drew My little feet , when life was new . When woods in early green were dressed , And from the chambers of the west The warmer ...
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Page 25 - 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 28 - So shalt thou rest, and what if thou withdraw In silence from the living, and no friend Take note of thy departure? All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favourite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Page 39 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 207 - Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood ? Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The rain is falling where they lie, but the cold November rain Calls not from out the gloomy earth the lovely ones again.
Page 29 - 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. As the long train Of ages...
Page 41 - 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, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 173 - 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.
Page 106 - Ah, passing few are they who speak, Wild stormy month ! in praise of thee ; Yet, though thy winds are loud and bleak, Thou art a welcome month to me. For thou, to northern lands again, The glad and glorious sun dost bring, And thou hast joined the gentle train And wear'st the gentle name of Spring. And, in thy reign of blast and storm, Smiles many a long, bright, sunny day, When the changed winds are soft and warm, And heaven puts on the blue of May.
Page 62 - There is a day of sunny rest For every dark and troubled night ; And grief may bide an evening guest, But joy shall come with early light.
Page 185 - But if, around my place of sleep, The friends I love should come to weep, They might not haste to go. Soft airs, and song, and light, and bloom, Should keep them lingering by my tomb.