A Walk To Pamphy Linns (Alexander Anderson Poems)
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
We took a walk to Pamphy linns— Three other friends and I,Glad-hearted as when day begins With summer in the ...
O meines Lebens goldne zeit.—SchillerO the youth of love and madness! let me sing another songEre the cynic grows upon ...
"Wherefore take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, ...
From hill-encircled Windermere, And all through happy Ambleside,Where every nook and spot were dear, A gentle Spirit was my guide.He ...
Into all the onward current and this iron time that feels Its own way with din and clamour through this ...
What does the mighty engine say, Rolling along Swift and strong,Slow or fast as his driver may,Hour by ...
I heard beneath my feet the clear sharp ring Of grinding rail and wheel,I felt, as on we sped with ...
Let me lie upon the heather Where the heath fowl have abode,In my hand the open Bible, On my lip ...
Move upward, working out the brute, And let the ape and tiger die. —TennysonAy, in heaven's name, let us move ...
England, amid thy great in this great time One man, white-haired, with misty, flashing eyesLooms from the rest, in his ...
Rachel, soft and shy and blushing, pass'd into the angel wife, Tears of joy within the rapture of her sweetly-drooping ...
Ambos oder Hammer sein. —GoetheMy brothers, in this great world of ours Our hearts have need to be strong,And have ...
A worker on the rail, where, day by day, The engine storms along,And sends forth, as he thunders on his ...
Upon the rails I work away, The rails sae slim an' narrow,But in my heart this summer day I hear ...
Das T?chtige wenns wahrhaft ist,Wirkt ?ber alle zeiten hinaus.—GoetheLet there be fingers on the lips to-day, And footsteps check'd to ...
The still gods, though they move apart From interchange of thoughts with men,Yearn to come down, and, in the mart, ...
The spirit of God fell on him, and he pass'd From out the common bounds wherein we move,And like a ...
The dead man in the chamber dimLay, with the silence over him.The weary feet and weary breastOf eighty-five were now ...
The great Earth said to the poet, "What are your paltry wrongs,That still you must worship your sorrows, And fashion ...
He sleeps among the hills he knew, They look upon his early rest,The winds that in his childhood blew— They ...
I work upon the line to-day, The rails on either side of me,But all my fancies wing their way, Like ...
Is there any room for the poet In this nineteenth century time—Room for the poet for singing His thoughts and ...
Like mists that trail along the hill, Dim playthings for the winds to toss,We pass away, and all is still, ...
The night is calm, and sweet, and still— Such nights should ever be—When the young and good of this earth ...
I stand with my shoulder to shoulders, In the long, sad battle of life;I keep in the ranks of my ...
Life said to the soul of the poet— "Of the gifts I can offer to thee,Thou hast turned from them ...
Welcome again, O Christmas! Though ye come with the winter wind,Yet thy voice still glows and brightens, And thy grasp ...
A dove went up, and struck the air Impatiently with all her wing; I said, "O bird thy journeyingIs like ...
This is a perfect day to lieWithout one single thought but eyeThe wonder of the earth and sky.The clouds that ...
I turn'd the pages writ by mighty men— Giants who in the past had toil'd and fought, And ...
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