The Poets and Poetry of AmericaRufus Wilmot Griswold Carey and Hart, 1845 - 476 sidor One of the most important American poetry anthologies of the nineteenth century, including the works of nearly every major and minor poet of the day, selected by Edgar Allan Poe's future literary executor. Poets included are Longfellow, Lowell, Whittier, Holmes, Bryant, Emerson, Jones Very, William Gilmore Simms, Christopher P. Cranch, Richard Henry Dana, and an impressive selection of female poets now mostly forgotten: Sigourney, Gould, Brooks, Mrs. Seba Smith, Hall, Embury, Ellett, Dinnies, Welby, Hooper, Davidson. |
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... breath inhales , And feels more vigorous as the frost prevails . REVOLUTIONARY SOLDIERS . O , WHAT avails to trace ... breathing bronze or animated stone , Or where the canvass , starting into life , Revives the glories of the crimson ...
... breath inhales , And feels more vigorous as the frost prevails . REVOLUTIONARY SOLDIERS . O , WHAT avails to trace ... breathing bronze or animated stone , Or where the canvass , starting into life , Revives the glories of the crimson ...
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... breath of praise . Not through the rich Peruvian realms alone The fame of Sol's sweet daughter should be known , But o'er the world's wide clime should live secure , Far as his rays extend , as long as they endure . Dear Hasty Pudding ...
... breath of praise . Not through the rich Peruvian realms alone The fame of Sol's sweet daughter should be known , But o'er the world's wide clime should live secure , Far as his rays extend , as long as they endure . Dear Hasty Pudding ...
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... breath , Hast known my petrifying wind Wild ocean's curling billows bind , Like bending sheaves by harvest hind , Erect in icy death ; " Or heard adown the mountain's steep The northern blast with furious sweep Some cliff dissever'd ...
... breath , Hast known my petrifying wind Wild ocean's curling billows bind , Like bending sheaves by harvest hind , Erect in icy death ; " Or heard adown the mountain's steep The northern blast with furious sweep Some cliff dissever'd ...
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... breathe in pious strains . Yet this sublime obscurity , to me More touching is , than poet's rhapsody . They live in millions that now breathe ; They live in millions yet unborn , And pious gratitude shall wreathe As bright a crown as e ...
... breathe in pious strains . Yet this sublime obscurity , to me More touching is , than poet's rhapsody . They live in millions that now breathe ; They live in millions yet unborn , And pious gratitude shall wreathe As bright a crown as e ...
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... breath Of morning scatters , is the shroud That wraps his mortal form in death . High is his couch ; the ocean flood Far , far below by storms is curl'd , As round him heaved , while high he stood , ' A stormy and inconstant world ...
... breath Of morning scatters , is the shroud That wraps his mortal form in death . High is his couch ; the ocean flood Far , far below by storms is curl'd , As round him heaved , while high he stood , ' A stormy and inconstant world ...
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The Poets and Poetry of America, with an Historical Introduction Rufus W. 1815-1857 Griswold Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2016 |
The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction Rufus Wilmot Griswold Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2016 |
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Sida 125 - 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.
Sida 133 - Whither, 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.
Sida 294 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Sida 236 - ANNOUNCED by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farm-house 'at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Sida 342 - But now his nose is thin, And it rests upon his chin Like a staff, And a crook is in his back, And a melancholy crack In his laugh.
Sida 125 - 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.
Sida 134 - 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. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers...
Sida 134 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath 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.
Sida 471 - Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming! And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there; O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Sida 384 - In the greenest of our valleys, By good angels tenanted, Once a fair and stately palace — Radiant palace — reared its head. In the monarch Thought's dominion — It stood there! Never seraph spread a pinion Over fabric half so fair. Banners yellow, glorious, golden, On its roof did float and flow; (This — all this — was in the olden Time long ago...