ADELBERT VON CHAMISSO beauty Ben-Hur blessing born breath called CHARLOTTE BRONTË comes congress of Aix-la-Chapelle cried D'Artagnan Dangle dark dead death dreams earth emphasis English expression eyes fear feel feet figures of speech fire flowers force FRANCIS BRET HARTE GEORGE ELIOT give hand heart heaven human Inca inflection JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER labor land light living look Lord meaning meant mind mother mountains nature never Nicholina night o'er once pause pestilence poems poet poetic poetry poor prose rich Romola round shadow sing Sir Fret sleep smile Sneer soon soul sound speak story style sweet syllables tell thee things thou thought tion tone tree turn utter verse virtue voice WASHINGTON IRVING waves WILLIAM HICKLING PRESCOTT WILLIAM PALEY wind witchcraft woman words writings young
Page 451 - FROM harmony, from heavenly harmony, This universal frame began: When nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, 'Arise, ye more than dead!
Page 492 - Hear the loud alarum bells — Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells; In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire.
Page 277 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Page 479 - LORD, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God. Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.
Page 499 - We hailed it in God's name. It ate the food it ne'er had eat, And round and round it flew. The ice did split with a thunder-fit; The helmsman steered us through! And a good south wind sprung up behind; The Albatross did follow, And every day, for food or play, Came to the mariners
Page 502 - Around, around flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the sun; Slowly the sounds came back again, Now mixed, now one by one. 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.
Page 499 - With sloping masts and dipping prow, As who pursued with yell and blow Still treads the shadow of his foe, And forward bends his head, The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast, And southward aye we fled. 50 And now there came both mist and snow, And it grew wondrous cold: And ice, mast-high, came floating by, As green as emerald.
Page 397 - We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play, Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May ! What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
Page 265 - Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveler returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...