In Praise of Leaves: And Other VerseLothrop, Lee & Shepard Company, 1906 - 124 pagina's |
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Pagina 5
... HETTIE LANG SHUMAN Stumbling , we see the future as a cup Which she no longer stores with bread and wine , And where our human longing , yours and mine , Is all the incense we may offer up . CONTENTS THE LEAVES I. In Praise of Leaves II .
... HETTIE LANG SHUMAN Stumbling , we see the future as a cup Which she no longer stores with bread and wine , And where our human longing , yours and mine , Is all the incense we may offer up . CONTENTS THE LEAVES I. In Praise of Leaves II .
Pagina 21
... Human with symbols lorn . Still ' neath those silenced mountains wage Fresh challenge and pursuit- Perchance man may , with lesser gage , His soul to leaves transmute . IN PASSING PASSING , I heard the cricket's wail Cleft 21 Challenge.
... Human with symbols lorn . Still ' neath those silenced mountains wage Fresh challenge and pursuit- Perchance man may , with lesser gage , His soul to leaves transmute . IN PASSING PASSING , I heard the cricket's wail Cleft 21 Challenge.
Pagina 38
... human breakers beats the farther side . Within the quiet room there is no sign Of tables spread to feed this soul of mine , But while grim hunger crouches , like a beast , I sit me down to silence as a feast . SALVAGE E took the flowers ...
... human breakers beats the farther side . Within the quiet room there is no sign Of tables spread to feed this soul of mine , But while grim hunger crouches , like a beast , I sit me down to silence as a feast . SALVAGE E took the flowers ...
Pagina 43
... silence like a thrill . And since I know no other name , I call it Twilight Land , and say , Perchance my soul had strayed therein Before it found its human way . THE OLD HOUSE ALMLY it waits nor earth's indifferent face 43.
... silence like a thrill . And since I know no other name , I call it Twilight Land , and say , Perchance my soul had strayed therein Before it found its human way . THE OLD HOUSE ALMLY it waits nor earth's indifferent face 43.
Pagina 50
... human work to do , How is it my blind heart had never dreamed That you , home - souled as I , were lonely too ? In silences uncomforted are caught Those healing hands forever spent anew , Hands whose attainment all too dearly bought ...
... human work to do , How is it my blind heart had never dreamed That you , home - souled as I , were lonely too ? In silences uncomforted are caught Those healing hands forever spent anew , Hands whose attainment all too dearly bought ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
Angel Death APOLLO AND DAPHNE art thou Bay of Spezia beneath breast breeze clouds you love darkness day shuts dear DEVON ROAD doth Dream-child dreams dumb earth Echo ENGLISH LANE eternity eyes and sleeps fold Footprints like memories frail gainst gaze gleaming glow green gull hail hands heart heights hushed jester JOY RIDING SWIFTLY knew Lady Claire Lady of Clouds Lerici lingering lisping little Mother lonely loom Lost Spring melody mesh mist murmur mute neath night o'er October 15 pale pass PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY pines Pisa Poet PRAISE OF LEAVES PROTESTANT CEMETERY rest River goes San Giuliano San Terenzo SEA-TURN shore shrine SHUMAN shuts its troubled sigh silence sings skies smile sound stars stir STORM-CHASED sudden tangled thee Thy dreams Thy shadows To-day TOMOKA RIVER tossed trees trembling troubled eyes Twilight Land unfathomed Unto verdant Via Reggio VILLA MAGNI ween WIND-LEAVES winds wings wist
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Pagina 61 - Or throne of corses which his sword hath slain ? Greatness and goodness are not means but ends ! Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man ? Three treasures,- love and light, And calm thoughts regular as infant's breath : And three firm friends, more sure than day and night, Himself, his Maker, and the angel Death.
Pagina 5 - ... because I love you, Mother, I have woven a wreath Of rhymes wherewith to crown your honored name: In you not fourscore years can dim the flame Of love, whose blessed glow transcends the laws Of time and change and mortal life and death. IN PRAISE OF LEAVES BY LILIAN SHUMAN DREYFUS, 1906 To MY MOTHER, HETTIE LANG SHUMAN Stumbling, we see the future as a cup Which she no longer stores with bread and wine, And where our human longing, yours and mine, Is all the incense we may offer up. A MOTHER'S...
Pagina 93 - THERE have I stood, and chastened by his name, With silence knelt — a shadow at a shrine; There have I given thanks, while breezes brine Murmured monotonies of youth and fame, Like votive anthems droned with soul aflame ! There have I wandered, while the memoried air Whispered of dreams evasive, sadly fair, Of crystal faith earth could not crush or tame. Surely within...
Pagina 111 - This is the world, and its heart is still, It shall fret no more its changeless will, Insensate beside its ashen hearth, Dumb it doth lie in the ice-wind's path.