Festus: A Poem

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B. B. Mussey, 1845 - 416 pages

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Page 80 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.
Page 37 - There are points from which we can command our life; When the soul sweeps the future like a glass ; And coming things, full freighted with our fate, Jut out, dark, on the offing of the mind.
Page 168 - Men who walk up to fame as to a friend Or their own house, which from the wrongful heir They have wrested, from the world's hard hand and gripe,— Men who, like Death, all bone, but all unarmed, Have ta'en the giant world by the throat, and thrown him; And made him swear to maintain their name and fame At peril of his life...
Page 196 - I cannot love as I have loved, And yet I know not why ; It is the one great woe of life To feel all feeling die ; And one by one the heartstrings snap, As age comes on so chill ; And hope seems left that hope may cease, And all will soon be still And the strong passions, like to storms, Soon rage themselves to rest, Or leave a desolated...
Page 7 - Poetry is itself a thing of God ; He made His prophets poets ; and the more We feel of poesie do we become Like God in love and power, — under-makers.
Page 354 - The strictest and most rigid secrecy concerning any and every thing that relates to the * shall at all times be maintained. VIII. Any member who shall reveal or betray the secrets or purposes of this * shall suffer the extreme penalty of the law. Hush, thou art not to utter what I am. Bethink thee ; it was our covenant.
Page 120 - Thus is it in the world-hive : most where men Lie deep in cities as in drifts — death drifts, Nosing each other like a flock of sheep ; Not knowing and not caring whence nor whither They come or go, so that they fool together.
Page 363 - When, like a drop of water, greatened bright Into a shadow, it shall shew itself With all its little tyrannous things and deeds, Unhomed and clear. The day hath gone to God, — Straight, like an infant's spirit, or a mocked And mourning messenger of grace to man. Would it had taken me too on its wing ! My end is nigh. Would I might die outright ! And slip the coil without waiting it unwind.
Page 288 - Our life is comely as a whole ; nay, more ; Like rich, brown ringlets, with odd hairs all gold. We women have four seasons, like the year. Our spring is in our lightsome, girlish days, When the heart laughs within us for sheer joy, Ere yet we know what love is, or the ill Of being loved by those whom we love not.
Page 110 - America ! half-brother of the world ! With something good and bad of every land ; Greater than thee have lost their seat — Greater scarce none can stand. Thy flag now flouts the skies, The highest under Heaven ; Save the red cross, whereto are given All victories.

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