Gems for the Fireside: Comprising the Most Unique, Touching, Pithy, and Beautiful Literary Treasures from the Greatest Minds in the Realms of Poetry and Philosophy, Wit and Humor, Statesmanship and ReligionMcNeil & Coffee, 1883 - 912 sivua |
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Sivu 31
... Look up , my boy . " 268 Mother , come back from the echoless shore . " The ruin lone and hoary . " . 274 281 64 66 46 In rural occupation there is nothing mean " A sacred thing is that old arm - chair . ” “ Spend not your time in that ...
... Look up , my boy . " 268 Mother , come back from the echoless shore . " The ruin lone and hoary . " . 274 281 64 66 46 In rural occupation there is nothing mean " A sacred thing is that old arm - chair . ” “ Spend not your time in that ...
Sivu 37
... 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 shot towards heaven . The century- living crow , Whose birth was in their tops ...
... 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 shot towards heaven . The century- living crow , Whose birth was in their tops ...
Sivu 38
... look so like a shrink , smile , And tremble , and are still . O God ! when Seems , as it issues from the shapeless mould , Thou An emanation of the indwelling life , Dost scare the world with tempests , set on A visible token of the ...
... look so like a shrink , smile , And tremble , and are still . O God ! when Seems , as it issues from the shapeless mould , Thou An emanation of the indwelling life , Dost scare the world with tempests , set on A visible token of the ...
Sivu 42
... Look , -how round his straining throat Grace and shifting beauty float ; Sinewy strength is in his reins , And the red blood gallops through his veins Richer , redder , never ran Through the boasting heart of man . He can trace his ...
... Look , -how round his straining throat Grace and shifting beauty float ; Sinewy strength is in his reins , And the red blood gallops through his veins Richer , redder , never ran Through the boasting heart of man . He can trace his ...
Sivu 52
... looks down Of how the town was saved one night , three hundred years ago . Far from her home and kindred , a Tyrol ... look and wonder on which side Bregenz lay . on the deep ; Mountain , and lake , and valley , a sacred and with tears ...
... looks down Of how the town was saved one night , three hundred years ago . Far from her home and kindred , a Tyrol ... look and wonder on which side Bregenz lay . on the deep ; Mountain , and lake , and valley , a sacred and with tears ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON Alice Cary angels Artemus Ward Bardell BARRY CORNWALL Bayard Taylor beautiful bells beneath blessed born breath Bregenz bright CHARLES DICKENS child cloud cold cried dark dead dear death deep died door dream earth eyes face father feel feet fire flowers forever GEMS George Eliot Goethe grave gray hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hour JOHN kiss land laugh light live Longfellow look Lord Madame de Staël morning mother never night o'er Pickwick poems poet poor pray prayer rest river round Shakespeare Shibboleth shine shore silent sing sleep smile snow song sorrow soul spirit stars stood sweet tears tell thee There's things THOMAS HOOD thou thought trees Twas voice WASHINGTON IRVING wave weary wife wild WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind words young
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Sivu 822 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Sivu 464 - On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Sivu 209 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy ! Hence, in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Sivu 263 - Thy waters washed them power while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave, or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts: — not so thou; Unchangeable save to thy wild waves' play, Time writes no wrinkle on thine azure brow; Such as creation's dawn beheld, thou rollest now.
Sivu 159 - Tis the wind, and nothing more.' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door; Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,...
Sivu 160 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Sivu 296 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Sivu 793 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Sivu 242 - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! 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.
Sivu 366 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?