Yale Book of American VerseThomas R. Lounsbury Yale University Press, 1912 - 570 páginas |
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... fear comparison on its literary merits with other productions of this class ; but it is hopelessly handicapped by being set to a tune , in part of which no respect is paid to the capabilities of the ordinary human voice . This is all ...
... fear comparison on its literary merits with other productions of this class ; but it is hopelessly handicapped by being set to a tune , in part of which no respect is paid to the capabilities of the ordinary human voice . This is all ...
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... Suffer not our souls to fear ; And , when mortal life is ended , Bid us in thine arms to rest , Till , by angel bands attended , We awake among the blest . Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep Rocked in the [ 8 ] THOMAS HASTINGS 1784-1872.
... Suffer not our souls to fear ; And , when mortal life is ended , Bid us in thine arms to rest , Till , by angel bands attended , We awake among the blest . Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep Rocked in the [ 8 ] THOMAS HASTINGS 1784-1872.
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... fear Of agony , are thine . But to the hero , when his sword Has won the battle for the free , Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word ; And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be . Come , when his task of fame is ...
... fear Of agony , are thine . But to the hero , when his sword Has won the battle for the free , Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word ; And in its hollow tones are heard The thanks of millions yet to be . Come , when his task of fame is ...
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... fears For him , the joy of her young years , Thinks of thy fate , and checks her tears : And she , the mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak , The memory of her buried joys , And ...
... fears For him , the joy of her young years , Thinks of thy fate , and checks her tears : And she , the mother of thy boys , Though in her eye and faded cheek Is read the grief she will not speak , The memory of her buried joys , And ...
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... fear and would not bow , Were written in his manly eye And on his manly brow . Praise to the bard ! his words are driven , Like flower - seeds by the far winds sown , Where'er , beneath the sky of heaven , The birds of fame have flown ...
... fear and would not bow , Were written in his manly eye And on his manly brow . Praise to the bard ! his words are driven , Like flower - seeds by the far winds sown , Where'er , beneath the sky of heaven , The birds of fame have flown ...
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