War Department Education Manual, 131. izdaja ,1. del |
Iz vsebine knjige
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... heart , the passing of blood and air through my lungs , The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves , and of the shore and dark - color'd sea - rocks , and of hay in the barn , The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the ...
... heart , the passing of blood and air through my lungs , The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves , and of the shore and dark - color'd sea - rocks , and of hay in the barn , The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the ...
Stran 69
... heart ! And I singing uselessly , uselessly all the night . O past ! O happy life ! O songs of joy ! In the air , in the woods , over fields , Loved ! loved ! loved ! loved ! loved ! But my mate no more , no more with me ! We two ...
... heart ! And I singing uselessly , uselessly all the night . O past ! O happy life ! O songs of joy ! In the air , in the woods , over fields , Loved ! loved ! loved ! loved ! loved ! But my mate no more , no more with me ! We two ...
Stran 71
... heart - shaped leaves of rich green , With many a pointed blossom rising delicate , with the perfume strong I love , With every leaf a miracle - and from this bush in the dooryard , With delicate - color'd blossoms and heart - shaped ...
... heart - shaped leaves of rich green , With many a pointed blossom rising delicate , with the perfume strong I love , With every leaf a miracle - and from this bush in the dooryard , With delicate - color'd blossoms and heart - shaped ...
Stran 76
... heart ! heart ! heart ! O the bleeding drops of red , Where on the deck my Captain lies , Fallen cold and dead . O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells ; Rise up for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills , For ...
... heart ! heart ! heart ! O the bleeding drops of red , Where on the deck my Captain lies , Fallen cold and dead . O Captain ! my Captain ! rise up and hear the bells ; Rise up for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills , For ...
Stran 85
... HEART ASKS PLEASURE FIRST The heart asks pleasure first ; And then , excuse from pain ; And then , those little anodynes That deaden suffering ; And then , to go to sleep ; And then , if it should be The will of its Inquisitor , The ...
... HEART ASKS PLEASURE FIRST The heart asks pleasure first ; And then , excuse from pain ; And then , those little anodynes That deaden suffering ; And then , to go to sleep ; And then , if it should be The will of its Inquisitor , The ...
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Druge izdaje - Prikaži vse
War Department Education Manual, 980. izdaja United States Armed Forces Institute Celotni ogled - 1945 |
War Department Education Manual, 561. izdaja United States Armed Forces Institute Celotni ogled - 1945 |
War Department Education Manual, 574. izdaja United States Armed Forces Institute Celotni ogled - 1955 |
Pogosti izrazi in povedi
American beauty bird blue born Bret Harte brother Chicago Poems clouds color dark dead death dream E. E. Cummings earth Elinor Wylie Emily Dickinson England eyes face father feel feet fingers flower free verse Frost grave gray hand hear heard heart heaven hills Horace Gregory Hovey Imagists John Gould Fletcher knew later laugh Leaves of Grass Léonie Adams light lilac living look Masters Miss moon mother Negro never night pass poems poet poetic poetry rhyme Robinson Sandburg seems shining shore silence singing sleep smile song sonnets soul spirit Spoon River Anthology spring stars strong sweet tell thee things thou thought trees turned verse Vincent Millay voice volume wait walk wall West-Running Brook Whitman wild wind women woods word wrote young
Priljubljeni odlomki
Stran 91 - Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun.
Stran 423 - Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows? . . . I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
Stran 111 - Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world.
Stran 63 - AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose. Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune, Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms, Strong and content I travel the open road.
Stran 61 - Why should I wish to see God better than this day? I see something of God each hour of the twenty-four, and each moment then, In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass...
Stran 422 - There will be time, there will be time To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate...
Stran 71 - WHEN lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky in the night, I mourn'd, and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.
Stran 75 - Prais'd be the fathomless universe, For life and joy, and for objects and knowledge curious, And for love, sweet love — but praise! praise! praise! For the sure-enwinding arms of cool-enfolding death. Dark mother always gliding near with soft feet, Have none chanted for thee a chant of fullest welcome? Then I chant it for thee, I glorify thee above all, I bring thee a song that when thou must indeed come, come unfalteringly.
Stran 218 - Fire and Ice Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.
Stran 73 - Pictures of growing spring and farms and homes, With the Fourth-month eve at sundown, and the gray smoke lucid and bright, With floods of the yellow gold of the gorgeous, indolent, sinking sun, burning, expanding the air...