The poetical works

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Houghton Mifflin, 1911
 

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Page 25 - Great captains, with their guns and drums, Disturb our judgment for the hour, But at last silence comes; These all are gone, and, standing like a tower, Our children shall behold his fame, The kindly-earnest, brave, foreseeing man, Sagacious, patient, dreading praise, not blame, New birth of our new soil, the first American.
Page 33 - Be proud ! for she is saved, and all have helped to save her ! She that lifts up the manhood of the poor, She of the open soul and open door, With room about her hearth for all mankind...
Page 20 - Something to live for here that shall outlive us ? Some more substantial boon Than such as flows and ebbs with Fortune's fickle moon ? The little that we see From doubt is never free ; The little that we do Is but...
Page 95 - Soldier and statesman, rarest unison ; High-poised example of great duties done Simply as breathing, a world's honors worn As life's indifferent gifts to all men born; Dumb for himself, unless it were to God, But for his barefoot soldiers eloquent, Tramping the snow to coral where they trod, Held by his awe in hollow-eyed content...
Page 97 - The more we fe,el the high stern-featured beauty Of plain devotedness to duty, Steadfast and still, nor paid with mortal praise, But finding amplest recompense For life's ungarlanded expense In work done squarely and unwasted days.
Page 196 - mid her branches gray ; But when the Autumn southward turns away, Then in her veins burns most the blood of Spring, And every leaf, intensely blossoming, Makes the year's sunset pale the set of day.
Page 95 - Minds strong by fits, irregularly great, That flash and darken like revolving lights, Catch more the vulgar eye unschooled to wait On the long curve of patient days and nights" Rounding a whole life to the circle fair Of orbed fulfilment ; and this balanced soul, So simple in its grandeur, coldly bare Of draperies theatric, standing there In perfect symmetry of self-control, Seems not so great at first, but greater grows Still as we look, and by experience...
Page 89 - Beneath our consecrated elm A century ago he stood, Famed vaguely for that old fight in the wood Whose red surge sought, but could not overwhelm The life foredoomed to wield our rough-hewn helm : From colleges, where now the gown To arms had yielded, from the town, Our rude self-summoned levies flocked to see The new-come chiefs and wonder which was he. No need to question long; close-lipped and tall, Long trained in murder-brooding forests lone To bridle others...
Page 121 - His magic was not far to seek, — He was so human ! Whether strong or weak, Far from his kind he neither sank nor soared, But sate an equal guest at every board : No beggar ever felt him condescend, No prince presume ; for still himself he bare At manhood's simple level, and where'er He met a stranger, there he left a friend.
Page 195 - WHAT means this glory round our feet," The Magi mused, " more bright than morn ? " And voices chanted clear and sweet, " To-day the Prince of Peace is born ! "

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