PoemsW. D. Ticknor, 1849 - 99 páginas |
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Adds Spartan steps ALARMED SKIPPER Arab's shore beam beauty beneath bless BOOK OF SEA-MOSSES brave breath breeze bright broken sword brow chancel COMMERCE crowd deck DIRGE door dreams Ehrenbreitstein Fair Wind fame Farewell field too late float foam follows Webster takes forget friends gale GERMAN EMIGRANT'S CHILD GIRL glide glorious glory glowing hand Hangs hath heart Heaven John Smith land leap leave life's linger lyre Marshfield MERCANTILE LIBRARY ASSOCIATION morn Nantucket ne'er NIAGARA NOTE o'er ocean pilgrim POEMS portals POST OF HONOR prayer requiem Rhine rill roam roar rock Rome's cautious bard round sainted sister SAMUEL LOVER shine ships shopman shroud skies sleep smiles sound sparkling stand stars storm sweet music swept swift tears TEMPEST thine thou thy waters play tide to-night tomb traffic's trumpet Urania vale Venice VILLAGER'S WINTER-EVENING SONG wave Weep wend whispered wigwam WILLIAM D wings Yon fountain Nymph young youth
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Página 33 - WE were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, — It was midnight on the waters, And a storm was on the deep. 'Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!
Página 79 - MANY a long, long year ago, Nantucket skippers had a plan Of finding out, though " lying low," How near New York their schooners ran. They greased the lead before it fell, And then, by sounding through the night. Knowing the soil that stuck, so well, They always guessed their reckoning right. A skipper gray, whose eyes were dim, Could tell, by tasting, just the spot, And so below he'd "dowse the glim," — After, of course, his "something hot." Snug in his berth, at eight o'clock, This ancient skipper...
Página 81 - That stood on deck,— a parsnip-bed,— And then he sought the skipper's berth. "Where are we now, Sir? Please to taste.
Página 25 - In the same pious confidence, beside her friend and sister, here sleep the remains of Dorothy Gray, widow • the careful, tender mother of many children, ONE of whom alone had the misfortune to survive her.
Página 34 - the captain shouted As he staggered down the stairs. But his little daughter whispered, As she took his icy hand : " Isn't God upon the ocean Just the same as on the land...
Página 39 - O SWIFT we go, o'er the fleecy snow, When moonbeams sparkle round ; When hoofs keep time to music's chime, As merrily on we bound. On a winter's night, when hearts are light, And health is on the wind, We loose the rein and sweep the plain, And leave our cares behind.
Página 98 - ... tropic brightness gleam ; Where'er the sea-bird wets her beak, Or blows the stormy gale ; On to the water's farthest verge Our ships majestic sail. They dip their keels in every stream That swells beneath the sky ; And where old ocean's billows roll, Their lofty pennants fly : They furl their sheets in threatening clouds That float across the main, To link with love earth's distant bays In many a golden chain.
Página 50 - FORGET not the Dead, who have loved, who have left us, Who bend o'er us now, from their bright homes above ; But believe, — never doubt, — that the God who bereft us Permits them to mingle with friends they still love.
Página 23 - Add a step to it," she replied : but it must be owned that this was advice to be given only to a Spartan boy. They should not be thrown into the water who cannot swim: I know your buoyancy, and I have no fears of your being drowned.
Página 37 - ON A PAIR OF ANTLERS, BROUGHT FROM GERMANY. GIFT from the land of song and wine, — Can I forget the enchanted day, When first along the glorious Rhine I heard the huntsman's bugle play, And marked the early star that dwells Among the cliffs of Drachenfels ! Again the isles of beauty rise, — Again the crumbling tower appears, That stands, defying stormy skies, With memories of a thousand years, Arid dark old forests wave again, And shadows crowd the dusky plain.