Lotus-eating: a Summer BookHarper & Brothers, 1852 - 206페이지 |
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... steps and closed the door . During the first eight miles of the inland drive toward the Mountain House , I enjoyed the prospect of six travellers , four stained leather curtains , and the two wooden windows of the door . It was not cool ...
... steps and closed the door . During the first eight miles of the inland drive toward the Mountain House , I enjoyed the prospect of six travellers , four stained leather curtains , and the two wooden windows of the door . It was not cool ...
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... step down and have the water turned on ? " You do step down a somewhat uneven but very safe staircase . You reach the bot- tom . " Look ! now it comes ! " and the proud cascade plunges like a freed force into the air and slips ...
... step down and have the water turned on ? " You do step down a somewhat uneven but very safe staircase . You reach the bot- tom . " Look ! now it comes ! " and the proud cascade plunges like a freed force into the air and slips ...
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... . You hear them from those who are either hurrying to the grandeur of Niagara , or from those who , return- ing , step aside at Utica to enjoy the music of the greater cataract , softened here at Trenton into an exquisite -TRENTON, •
... . You hear them from those who are either hurrying to the grandeur of Niagara , or from those who , return- ing , step aside at Utica to enjoy the music of the greater cataract , softened here at Trenton into an exquisite -TRENTON, •
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... steps paved with green The downward ravine , Which slopes to the Western gleams : And gliding and springing , She went ever singing In murmurs as soft as sleep : The earth seemed to love her , And heaven smiled above her , As she ...
... steps paved with green The downward ravine , Which slopes to the Western gleams : And gliding and springing , She went ever singing In murmurs as soft as sleep : The earth seemed to love her , And heaven smiled above her , As she ...
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... step , the merest overture of your will . If Niagara were in France , I am confident the Frenchmen would make suicide pic - nics to the Cataract . Unhappy lovers would take express trains , and their " quietus make " where their dirge ...
... step , the merest overture of your will . If Niagara were in France , I am confident the Frenchmen would make suicide pic - nics to the Cataract . Unhappy lovers would take express trains , and their " quietus make " where their dirge ...
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166 페이지 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
93 페이지 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath...
159 페이지 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
47 페이지 - Come down, O maid, from yonder mountain height: What pleasure lives in height (the shepherd sang) In height and cold, the splendour of the hills? But cease to move so near the Heavens, and cease To glide a sunbeam by the blasted Pine, To sit a star upon the sparkling spire; And come, for Love is of the valley, come, For Love is of the valley, come thou down And find him...
165 페이지 - FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attained his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along.
198 페이지 - The outward shows of sky and earth, Of hill and valley, he has viewed; And impulses of deeper birth Have come to him in solitude. In common things that round us lie Some random truths he can impart, —The harvest of a quiet eye That broods and sleeps on his own heart...
201 페이지 - The western wind was wild and dank wi' foam. And all alone went she. The creeping tide came up along the sand, And o'er and o'er the sand. And round and round the sand, As far as eye could see ; The blinding mist came down and hid the land — And never home came she. "Oh, is it weed, or fish, or floating hair — A tress o' golden hair, O' drowned maiden's hair, Above the nets at sea?
161 페이지 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
161 페이지 - ... my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But...
110 페이지 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired.