Music: And Other PoemsC. Scribner, 1904 - 116 strani |
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angel Asmiel awhile beauty Bernol Bernol's birds bloom blue breast breath bright calm cellos charm cheer college rhymes coo-ee crown dares dark dear deep delight dream DUE MAR eyes face fain far-off fears flood flow flowers forget France garden glow golden green grief HARVARD COLLEGE hear heart heaven HENRY VAN DYKE here's HIDE AND SEEK hill hopes and fears hour hunting-horn JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY King land life's light live lonely long ago Lord love thee love's Lupon Mark Twain minnows Music never night o'er open air pain passion peace Poems prayer rapture rest robe roll shine silent singing skies sleep slow song sorrow soul Spiran's huts spirit stars stream strife SUN-DIAL sweet tender thine things Thou art thou hast thou shalt throne tide trumpet tune turn Tyrian vale violins voice Waiting walk a mile weary whispered wilt thou wind wings wonder
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Stran 47 - Let me but do my work from day to day, In field or forest, at the desk or loom, In roaring market-place or tranquil room; Let me but find it in my heart to say, When vagrant wishes beckon me astray, "This is my work; my blessing, not my doom; "Of all who live, I am the one by whom "This work can best be done in the right way.
Stran 41 - Strength for the daily task, Courage to face the road, Good cheer to help me bear the traveller's load, And, for the hours of rest that come between, An inward joy in all things heard and seen. These are the sins I fain Would have thee take away: Malice, and cold disdain, Hot anger, sullen hate, Scorn of the lowly, envy of the great, And discontent that casts a shadow gray On all the brightness of the common day.
Stran 42 - These are the things I prize And hold of dearest worth: Light of the sapphire skies, Peace of the silent hills, Shelter of forests, comfort of the grass, Music of birds, murmur of little rills, Shadows of "cloud that swiftly pass, And, after showers, The smell of flowers And of the good brown earth, — And best of all, along the way, friendship and mirth.
Stran 98 - NOT to the swift, the race: Not to the strong, the fight: Not to the righteous, perfect grace: Not to the wise, the light. But often faltering feet Come surest to the goal; And they who walk in darkness meet The sunrise of the soul. A thousand times by night The Syrian hosts have died; A thousand times the vanquished right Hath risen, glorified. The truth the wise men sought Was spoken by a child; The alabaster box was brought In trembling hands defiled. Not from my torch, the gleam, But from the...
Stran 103 - Time is Too Slow for those who Wait, Too Swift for those who Fear, Too Long for those who Grieve, Too Short for those who Rejoice; But for those who Love, Time is not.
Stran 73 - WHO will walk a mile with me Along life's merry way? A comrade blithe and full of glee, Who dares to laugh out loud and free, And let his frolic fancy play, Like a happy child, through the flowers gay That fill the field and fringe the way Where he walks a mile with me.
Stran 48 - Let me but live my life from year to year, With forward face and unreluctant soul, Not hastening to, nor turning from, the goal; Not mourning for the things that disappear In the dim past, nor holding back in fear From what the future veils; but with a whole And happy heart, that pays its toll To Youth and Age, and travels on with cheer...
Stran 80 - I make this birthday prayer. Protect her life, I pray, Who gave the gift of life to me ; And may she know from day to day, The deepening glow of Life that comes from thee.
Stran 50 - THE GARDEN When to the garden of untroubled thought I came of late, and saw the open door, And wished again to enter and explore The sweet, wild ways with stainless bloom inwrought, And bowers of innocence with beauty fraught. It seemed some purer voice must speak before I dared to tread the garden, loved of yore.
Stran 73 - That fill the field and fringe the way Where he walks a mile with me. And who will walk a mile with me Along life's weary way? A friend whose heart has eyes to see The stars shine out o'er the darkening lea, And the quiet rest at the end o...