An American Anthology, 1787-1900; Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of American Poetry in the Nineteenth Century

An American Anthology, 1787-1900; Selections Illustrating the Editor's Critical Review of American Poetry in the Nineteenth Century

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900 edition. Excerpt: ...angels round ahout us sweep, And yet no voice is heard. The highest thoughts no utterance find, Tho holiest hope is dumb, In silence grows the immortal mind, And speechless deep joys come. Rapt adoration has no tongue, No words has holiest prayer; Tho loftiest mountain peaks among Is stillness everywhere. With sweetest music silence blends, And silent praise is best; In silence life begins and ends: God cannot bo expressed. FOREPLEDGED 0 Woman, let thy heart not clears To any poet's soul; For he the muse will never leave, But follow to life's goal. Then trust him not, be is not thine, Whate'er he seems to be; Strong unseen tendrils round bim twine, Aud keep him still from thee. His words with passion aro athrill, And hear contagious tire; He knows the charmer's perfect skill To wake the heart's desire. But love him not, his love is woe; The genius at his side Would prove for thco a fatal foe Wert thou his wedded bride. FROM "GOD AND THE SOUL" NATURE AND THE CHILD For many bessings I to God upraise A thankful heart; the life He gives is fair And sweet and good, since lie is every-where, Still with me even in the dnrkest ways. But most I thank Him for my earliest days, Passed iu the fields aud iu the open air, With llocks and birds and flowers, free from all care, And glad as brook that through a meadow strays. 0 balmy air, O orchards white with bloom, 0 waving fields of ever-varying green, O deep, mysterious woods, whose leafy gloom Invites to pensive dreams of worlds unseen, To thoughts as solemn as the silent tomb, No power from you my heart can ever wean I ET MORI LUCRUM TnE star must cease to burn with its own light Bcforo it can become tho dwolling-placo Of hearts that love, --beings of godliko race, Through its own death attaining...show more

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  • Paperback | 504 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 26mm | 889g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236517547
  • 9781236517548