Songs of the SierrasCanadian News and Publishing Company, 1871 - 200 strani |
Iz vsebine knjige
Zadetki 1–5 od 40
Stran 15
... mountains would send a flood to the plain , Sweeping the gorge like a hurricane , When the fire flash'd , and the thunder fell . Therefore it is wrong , and I say therefore Unfair , that a mystical brown wing'd moth Or midnight bat ...
... mountains would send a flood to the plain , Sweeping the gorge like a hurricane , When the fire flash'd , and the thunder fell . Therefore it is wrong , and I say therefore Unfair , that a mystical brown wing'd moth Or midnight bat ...
Stran 59
... mountain's rim Are clouds of smoke , so still and grim They look as they are fasten'd there . A lonely stillness , so like death , So touches , terrifies all things , That even rooks that fiy o'erhead Are hush'd , and seem to hold their ...
... mountain's rim Are clouds of smoke , so still and grim They look as they are fasten'd there . A lonely stillness , so like death , So touches , terrifies all things , That even rooks that fiy o'erhead Are hush'd , and seem to hold their ...
Stran 60
... mountain dun and brown , As if to split the hills in twain . Two clouds of dust roll o'er the plain , And men ride up and men ride down , And hot men halt , and curse and shout , And coming coursers plunge and neigh . The clouds of dust ...
... mountain dun and brown , As if to split the hills in twain . Two clouds of dust roll o'er the plain , And men ride up and men ride down , And hot men halt , and curse and shout , And coming coursers plunge and neigh . The clouds of dust ...
Stran 73
... mountain's brows of stone , Last of a thousand stars of night . To Tonatiu Ytzaqual we bow'd- Nay , do not start , nor shape the sign Of horror at this creed of mine , Nor call again the name of Christ : You cross you once , you cross ...
... mountain's brows of stone , Last of a thousand stars of night . To Tonatiu Ytzaqual we bow'd- Nay , do not start , nor shape the sign Of horror at this creed of mine , Nor call again the name of Christ : You cross you once , you cross ...
Stran 82
... mountain far into the sea . Just before him beat in the white billows , Just behind him the toppled tall tree And chopping of woodmen , knee buckl'd to knee Long he looks , and he leans and listens Waves before him , behind him white ...
... mountain far into the sea . Just before him beat in the white billows , Just behind him the toppled tall tree And chopping of woodmen , knee buckl'd to knee Long he looks , and he leans and listens Waves before him , behind him white ...
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afar Alcalde bearded beautiful Beneath birds blood blue boughs brave breast breath bright brow brow lifted brown clash of steel clouds clover cold courser curse dare dark dead death deep dimpled DON CARLOS dust earth eyes face fair feet fell fierce fire flashing flood fold fretted gaze gold golden bands gray hair hand head hear heard heart heaven kiss kiss of morning LAMONTE land lifted lips look look'd lover moon Mount Hood mountain MYRRH never night noble court o'er palm peace perfect bliss pines plain poison'd pure purple reach'd shining shore silent sinched sing skies sleep song soul stand stars steed stone stood storm Strangely stream sullen sweet sweet bee swift tall tears things tide trees turn turn'd unto wall wampum warm weary white sea wild wind wine wood yellow
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Stran 175 - In men whom men pronounce divine I find so much of sin and blot, I hesitate to draw a line Between the two, where God has not.
Stran 165 - Twenty miles! . . . thirty miles! ... a dim distant speck . Then a long reaching line, and the Brazos in sight! And I rose in my seat with a shout of delight. I stood in my stirrup and...
Stran 54 - Tis not a place for mirthfulness, But meditation deep, and prayer, And kneelings on the salted sod, Where man must own his littleness And know the mightiness of God.
Stran 165 - Stretching fierce in pursuit of a black rolling sea Rushing fast upon us, as the wind sweeping free And afar from the desert blew hollow and hoarse.
Stran 49 - One bloom of crimson crowned its head, A drop of blood, so bright, so red, Yet redolent as roses
Stran 167 - Till they died with a wild and desolate moan, As a sea heart-broken on the hard brown stone. . . . And into the Brazos ... I rode all alone, — All alone, save only a horse long-limbed And blind and bare and burnt to the skin. Then, just as the...
Stran 166 - I looked to my left then — and nose, neck, and shoulder Sank slowly, sank surely, till back to my thighs ; And up through the black blowing veil of her hair Did beam full in mine her two marvelous eyes, With a longing and love, yet a look of despair And of pity for me, as she felt the smoke fold her, And flames reaching far for her glorious hair. Her sinking steed faltered, his eager eyes fell To and fro and unsteady, and all the neck's swell Did subside and recede, and the nerves fall as dead....
Stran 162 - Room! room to turn round in, to breathe and be free, To grow to be giant, to sail as at sea With the speed of the wind on a steed with his mane To the wind, without pathway or route or a rein. Room! room to be free where the white bordered sea Blows a kiss to a brother as boundless as he...
Stran 167 - Pachd, so if kin should pursue I should surely escape without other ado Than to ride, without blood, to the north Brazos side, And await her — and wait till the next hollow moon Hung her horn in the palms, when surely and soon And swift she would join me, and all would be well Without bloodshed or word. And now as she fell From the front, and went down in the ocean of fire, The last that I saw was a look of delight That I should escape — a love — a desire — Yet never a word, not a look of...
Stran 163 - To cover us trio and conceal our flight With my brown bride, won from an Indian town That lay in the rear the full ride of a night. "We lounged in the...