Christopher Columbus in Poetry, History and ArtMayer and Miller Company, 1917 - 243 páginas |
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Alfred Tennyson American Archbishop Beatriz beautiful Blessed Carcassonne Castile Catholic chains Chicago Christopher Columbus Church College Columbus Convent court crown Dame dark Dear Miss Ryan Diaz dream earth Eliza Allen Starr Emily Shaw Forman Enclosed eyes fair faith Ferdinand find check Florence in Poetry gazed Genoa George Parsons Lathrop George Washington Wright glory gold Granada hand heard heaven Henry Howard Brownell Henry Nutcombe Oxenham Hezekiah Butterworth History and Art honor hope Indian Isabella isles James Russell Lowell Juan Perez king Lady land light Lord Louis Lourdes Mary's Maximilian Mexican Mexico mighty Miss Sara Agnes monument night noble o'er ocean Ohio Palace president queen Rabida S. H. M. Byers Sacred Heart sail Samuel Rogers Santa Sara Agnes Ryan sent shining ships shore sincerely singing smile soul sovereigns Spain Spanish stars thee thou thought throne Twas Ursuline Academy voyage waves wonder
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Página 148 - Is it the prophet's thought I speak, or am I raving? What do I know of life? what of myself? I know not even my own work past or present, Dim ever-shifting guesses of it spread before me, Of newer better worlds, their mighty parturition, Mocking, perplexing me. And these things I see suddenly, what mean they? As if some miracle, some hand divine unseal'd my eyes, Shadowy vast shapes smile through the air and sky, And on the distant waves sail countless ships, And anthems in new tongues I hear saluting...
Página 173 - Carcassonne! You see the city from the hill; It lies beyond the mountains blue, And yet to reach it, one must still Five long and weary leagues pursue. And to return, as many more ! Ah!
Página 209 - But the noble Mexic women still their holy task pursued, Through that long, dark night of sorrow, worn and faint and lacking food ; Over weak and suffering brothers, with a tender care they hung, And the dying foeman blessed them in a strange and Northern tongue.
Página 111 - God's name did Columbus get over Is a pure wonder to me, I protest, Cabot, and Raleigh too, that well-read rover, Frobisher, Dampier, Drake, and the rest Bad enough all the same, For them that after came, But, in great Heaven's name, How he should ever think That on the other brink Of this wild waste terra firma should be, Is a pure wonder, I must say, to me.
Página 59 - ... Inquisition's mystic doom Sits on their brows severe. And bursting forth in visioned gloom. Sad heresy from burning tomb Groans on the startled ear. Courage, thou Genoese! Old Time Thy splendid dream shall crown; Yon Western Hemisphere sublime, Where unshorn forests frown, The awful Andes...
Página 100 - Twas the hour of day When setting suns o'er summer seas display A path of glory, opening in the west To golden climes and islands of the blest ; And hitman voices on the silent air Went o'er the waves in songs of gladness there...
Página 111 - For them that after came, But, in great Heaven's name, How he should ever think That on the other brink Of this wild waste, terra firma should be, Is a pure wonder, I must say, to me. How a man ever should hope to get thither, E'en if he knew...
Página 99 - One poor day ! — Remember whose and not how short it is! It is God's day, it is Columbus's. A lavish day! One day, with life and heart, Is more than time enough to find a world.
Página 103 - Half-circling hills, whose everlasting woods Sweep with their sable skirts the shadowy floods: And say, when all, to holy transport given, Embraced and wept as at the gates of Heaven, When one and all of us, repentant, ran, And, on our faces, blessed the wondrous Man; Say, was I then deceived, or from the skies Burst on my ear seraphic harmonies ? " Glory to God! " unnumbered voices sung,
Página 174 - The cure's right: he says that we Are ever wayward, weak, and blind ; He tells us in his homily Ambition ruins all mankind: Yet could I there two days have spent, While still the autumn sweetly shone, Ah me ! I might have died content When I had looked on Carcassonne, When I had looked on Carcassonne!