The Two Voices: Poems of the Mountains and the SeaNims and Knight, 1890 |
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Términos y frases comunes
A. H. Clough Apennine AUDI ALTERAM PARTEM beach birds blue boat breast breath breeze Bret Harte bright brown bush aboon Traquair calm Celia Thaxter clouds D. G. Rossetti dear deep divine doth dream earth and heaven Ebenezer Elliot evermore eyes face fair float flow foam gleam glow golden gray green hand Hannah hath hear heard heart hills J. W. Chadwick John Keats king kiss land leagues light listen lonely Lucy Larcom Matthew Arnold mighty Monadnock moon morning MOUNT ATHOS mountains murmur never night o'er ocean Patmos peace river rocks Rowena Darling sail sand shadow shining ship shipman's tale shore silent silver sings skies skipper sleep song soul sound splendor stars storm stream sweet T. B. Aldrich Tennyson thee thine thou art tide voice waves wild wind window binding shoes
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Página 197 - The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks : The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Página 130 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away...
Página 131 - Sometimes a-dropping from the sky I heard the skylark sing; Sometimes all little birds that are, How they seemed to fill the sea and air With their sweet jargoning! "And now 'twas like all instruments, Now like a lonely flute ; And now it is an angel's song, That makes the Heavens be mute.
Página 115 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Página 173 - The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle.
Página 114 - Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith ; and there are times, I doubt not, when to you it doth impart Authentic tidings of invisible things; Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power; And central peace, subsisting at the heart Of endless agitation.
Página 159 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's...
Página 69 - 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, O, for the touch of a vanished 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.
Página 112 - Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity, the throne Of the invisible,— even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 113 - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits ; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.