School Poetry for Oral ExpressionEdwin Du Bois Shurter, Dwight Everett Watkins |
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Alexander Beaufort Meek Alfred Domett Alfred Tennyson beautiful beneath biographical note concerning Bliss Carman Blynken born Break Cale Young Rice calm Captain Carcassonne Charles Scribner's Sons cloud concerning the author Copyright dark dawn dead death deep died dream earth Edward Rowland Sill Edwin Markham Eugene Field eyes fair flowers galloped George Edward Woodberry gray green hand hath hear heart heaven hills Hurrah Lady Street land last stanza light Little Boy Blue live Lochinvar Lord Louis Untermeyer ment moon never night o'er poem poet poetry published rain Reprinted by permission rhythm Richard Le Gallienne ride Ring road sail silence sing skies slow smile song soul special arrange spirit stars strong sweet sword tears thee thine things thou thought tone trees Tubal Cain verse voice wave West wild wind Wynken York young Lochinvar
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Page 170 - Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since ; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage ; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Page 177 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine: I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Page 190 - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
Page 169 - The armaments which thunderstrike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys ; and, as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Page 192 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Page 103 - Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world.
Page 165 - THE SEA. The Sea ! the Sea ! the open Sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Page 172 - Year after year beheld the silent toil That spread his lustrous coil. Still, as the spiral grew, He left the past year's dwelling for the new, Stole with soft step its shining archway through, Built up its idle door, Stretched in his last-found home, and knew the old no more.
Page 242 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Page 246 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three ; " Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; "Speed...