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The Writings of John Greenleaf Whittier: Narrative and legendary poems John Greenleaf Whittier Visualització completa - 1892 |
The Writings of John Greenleaf Whittier, Volum 1 John Greenleaf Whittier Visualització completa - 1892 |
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Pàgina 173 - Hulks of old sailors run aground, Shook head, and fist, and hat, and cane. And cracked with curses the hoarse refrain: " Here's Flud Oirson, fur his horrd horrt, Torr'd an' futherr'd an' corr'd in a corrt By the women o' Morble'ead ! " Sweetly alonp the Salem road Bloom of orchard and lilac showed.
Pàgina 171 - Old Floyd Ireson, for his hard heart, Tarred and feathered and carried in a cart By the women of Marblehead...
Pàgina 148 - And the young girl mused beside the well Till the rain on the unraked clover fell. He wedded a wife of richest dower, Who lived for fashion, as he for power. Yet oft, in his marble hearth's bright glow, He watched a picture come and go; And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes Looked out in their innocent surprise.
Pàgina 146 - He spoke of the grass and flowers and trees, Of the singing birds and the humming bees ; Then talked of the haying, and wondered whether The cloud in the west would bring foul weather. And Maud forgot her brier-torn gown, And her graceful ankles bare and brown ; And listened, while a pleased surprise Looked from her long-lashed hazel eyes.
Pàgina 182 - HERE is the place; right over the hill Runs the path I took; You can see the gap in the old wall still. And the stepping-stones in the shallow brook. There is the house, with the gate red-barred, And the poplars tall; And the barn's brown length, and the cattleyard, And the white horns tossing above the wall.
Pàgina 249 - To see the white gulls fly ; His greeting from the Northern sea Is in their clanging cry. She hums a song, and dreams that he. As in its romance old, Shall homeward ride with silken sails And masts of beaten gold ! O rank is good, and gold is fair, And high and low mate ill ; But love has never known a law Beyond its own sweet will!
Pàgina 149 - Over the roadside, through the wall, In the shade of the apple-tree again She saw a rider draw his rein, And, gazing down with timid grace, She felt his pleased eyes read her face.
Pàgina 106 - Through this dark and stormy night Faith beholds a feeble light Up the blackness streaking ; Knowing God's own time is best, In a patient hope I rest For the full day-breaking...
Pàgina 68 - Which of ye, worthy seamen, will take this Quaker maid ? In the Isle of fair Barbadoes, or on Virginia's shore, You may hold her at a higher price than Indian girl or Moor.
Pàgina 109 - Holy Mother ! keep our brothers ! Look, Ximena, look once more. "Still I see the fearful whirlwind rolling darkly as before, Bearing on, in strange confusion, friend and foeman, foot and horse, Like some wild and troubled torrent sweeping down its mountain course.