The Marble Prophecy: And Other PoemsScribner, Armstrong, 1872 - 112 strani |
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654 Broadway 75 cents ADVENTURE Albert Durer angels ARMSTRONG ARMSTRONG & CO BABY'S DIMPLE balm BAYARD TAYLOR beautiful birds breast breathe bright brow chain of love CHARLES SCRIBNER cheek cherubim clouds crowd door earth Edited Esquiline eyes feet fell flown four full-page Illustrations gaze gentle greet hands hear heart heaven Holiness Holyoke hovering hung Illus ILLUSTRATED LIBRARY kneel Laocöon LIBRARY OF WONDERS light long rain Lovely Floribel maize MARBLE PROPHECY Marty mighty morning mountain neat box never night o'er Old Daniel Gray old Merle pain pass paused peaceful Phalsburg PRAGUE pray Price Prof rapture repose Righi Kulm ring of gold rise scene SCHELE SCRIBNER shine sigh sight silent sing skies smile song soul star strange sweet tears temples thank Thee There's thou art thou hast vision voice volumes weary wild wings Wonders of Water Words measure
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Stran 53 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Stran 89 - GOD give us men ! A time like this demands Strong minds, great hearts, true faith, and ready hands ; Men whom the lust of office does not kill ; Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy ; Men who possess opinions and a will ; Men who have honor, — men who will not lie; Men who can stand before a demagogue, And damn his treacherous flatteries without winking ! Tall men, sun-crowned, who live above the fog In public duty, and in private thinking...
Stran 53 - We rise by the things that are under feet; By what we have mastered of good and gain ; By the pride deposed and the passion slain. And the vanquished ills that we hourly meet. We hope, we aspire, we resolve, we trust. When the morning calls us to life and light. But our hearts grow weary, and, ere the night. Our lives are trailing the sordid dust.
Stran 54 - We hope, we resolve, we aspire, we pray, And we think that we mount the air on wings Beyond the recall of sensual things, While our feet still cling to the heavy clay.
Stran 67 - PEACE in the clover-scented air, And stars within the dome ; And underneath, in dim repose, A plain, New England home. Within, a murmur of low tones And sighs from hearts oppressed, Merging in prayer, at last, that brings The balm of silent rest.
Stran 100 - ... men whose views of Christian duty Allowed indulgence in such foolishness. Yet there were love and tenderness within him ; And I am told that when his Charley died, Nor nature's need nor gentle words could win him From his fond vigils at the sleeper's side. And when they came to bury little Charlie, They found fresh dew-drops sprinkled in his hair, And on his breast a rose-bud gathered early, And guessed, but did not know who placed it there.
Stran 63 - Lord would have me build My fire of sacrifice. I feel — I know — I am not mean ; And though I seem to boast, I'm sure that I would give my life To those who need it most. Perhaps the Spirit will reveal That which is fair and right; So, Marty, let us humbly kneel And pray to Heaven for light.
Stran 99 - He could see naught but vanity in beauty, And naught but weakness in a fond caress, And pitied men whose views of Christian duty Allowed indulgence in such foolishness. Yet there were love and tenderness within him; And I am told that when his Charley died, Nor nature's need nor gentle words could win Mm From his fond vigils at the sleeper's side.
Stran 90 - GOD, GIVE US MEN) Josiah Gilbert Holland God, give us Men ! A time like this demands Strong minds, great hearts, true faith and ready hands; Men whom the lust of office does not kill; Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy; Men who possess opinions and a will; Men who have honor; men who will not lie; Men who can stand before a demagogue And damn his treacherous flatteries without winking! Tall men, sun-crowned, who live above the fog In public duty and in private thinking; For while the rabble,...