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... never roam , True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! Here there are but few references to the song itself " that music still , " " pour upon the world a flood of harmony " —the quality of the song is suggested rather than ...
... never roam , True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! Here there are but few references to the song itself " that music still , " " pour upon the world a flood of harmony " —the quality of the song is suggested rather than ...
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... never tamed . And when the night came down on the purpling plain his place was in the herd as one who after many a long hard journey in the dark had found his home . There you may see him yet , for still his strength endures , and his ...
... never tamed . And when the night came down on the purpling plain his place was in the herd as one who after many a long hard journey in the dark had found his home . There you may see him yet , for still his strength endures , and his ...
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... 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 10 And singing still ...
... 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 10 And singing still ...
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... never heard Praise of love or wine 15 That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine . Chorus Hymeneal , Or triumphal chaunt , Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt , 20 A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want ...
... never heard Praise of love or wine 15 That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine . Chorus Hymeneal , Or triumphal chaunt , Matched with thine would be all But an empty vaunt , 20 A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want ...
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... never wert " ? 4. Read a line from the second stanza that shows the energy and enthusiasm with which the lark begins its flight ; why should this sudden spring of the bird make the poet think of fire ? 5. What question does the poet ask ...
... never wert " ? 4. Read a line from the second stanza that shows the energy and enthusiasm with which the lark begins its flight ; why should this sudden spring of the bird make the poet think of fire ? 5. What question does the poet ask ...
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Page 50 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Page 87 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Page 419 - If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise...
Page 143 - Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning — little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door, Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore.
Page 145 - 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...
Page 311 - The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen ; man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.
Page 166 - And with circles of red for his eye-sockets' rim. Then I cast loose my buffcoat, each holster let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground; And no voice but was praising this...
Page 165 - HOW THEY BROUGHT THE GOOD NEWS FROM GHENT TO AIX I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; 'Good speed!' cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew ;
Page 170 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!' And wild and high the 'Cameron's gathering
Page 130 - HERON'S SONG. O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best, And save his good broadsword he weapons had none ; He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.