Lotus-eating: a Summer BookHarper & Brothers, 1852 - 206페이지 |
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... wind . How long must we wait for another Fne - ear to detect and interpret those weird melodies of the Lorelei ? These are the genuine delights of the Rhine . They are those of romantic association and sug- gestion . They are those ...
... wind . How long must we wait for another Fne - ear to detect and interpret those weird melodies of the Lorelei ? These are the genuine delights of the Rhine . They are those of romantic association and sug- gestion . They are those ...
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... winds along , like a jointed reptile , while with our stately steamer there is silence , and the cool , con- stant patter of the few drops , where our sharp prow cuts the river . A little above Poughkeepsie the river bends , and the ...
... winds along , like a jointed reptile , while with our stately steamer there is silence , and the cool , con- stant patter of the few drops , where our sharp prow cuts the river . A little above Poughkeepsie the river bends , and the ...
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... wind changed , and rushed down the river , chilled , and breathing cold before the storm . No longer a wall , but a swiftly advancing and de- vastating power , the storm threw up pile upon pile of jagged blackness into the clear ...
... wind changed , and rushed down the river , chilled , and breathing cold before the storm . No longer a wall , but a swiftly advancing and de- vastating power , the storm threw up pile upon pile of jagged blackness into the clear ...
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... wind was in high frolic with the rain , and through the slightest crevice the wily witch dashed us with her missiles , cold and very wet . Then the showers swept along a little , and we threw up the curtains and breathed fresh air , and ...
... wind was in high frolic with the rain , and through the slightest crevice the wily witch dashed us with her missiles , cold and very wet . Then the showers swept along a little , and we threw up the curtains and breathed fresh air , and ...
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... wind scatters it into the sunlight which touches it into diamond dust ; and very gracious was the sun that morning , for when , after our arrival below , the coaches arrived above , and the parties descend- ed , the ladies glided and ...
... wind scatters it into the sunlight which touches it into diamond dust ; and very gracious was the sun that morning , for when , after our arrival below , the coaches arrived above , and the parties descend- ed , the ladies glided and ...
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Alps American American Fall beach beauty breath carriages Cataract Catskill charm cliffs climb clouds cold cool cottages Croesus dance dark delicate dream fair fall fancy fashion feel flashing float flowers foam foliage forest garden GEORGE WILLIAM CURTIS glide Goat Island golden graceful grandeur green Gulf Stream haunt hear heart hills Hudson Island Jenny Lind Lake George landscape lawn light look melancholy midnight mind mist moonlight morning Mountain House Nahant natural never Newport Niagara night ocean palace piazza picturesque pleasant plunges poet ravine REESE LIBRARY Rhine river roar rock rocky romance Saratoga scenery shore silence singing society soft song splendor spot spray steamer stream sublime summer sunset Swansdowne sweet Switzerland thee thou Tom Higgins trees Trenton Undine UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA vague vapors Venice vineyards watch wild wind wonder woods youth
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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.