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Poems of the Life Beyond and Within: Voices From Many Lands and Centuries ...
Giles Badger Stebbins
No preview available - 2017
afar angels blessed BLESSED DAMOZEL blest bliss bloom breast breath bright brow burning calm Calm land cheer Cjje dark darling sleeps dead dear death desert divine dost doth Draupadi dream dwell earth earthly Edmund Spenser eternal ETHEREAL BODY evermore fair flowers friends gardens of God garments gates gazed gentle gleam glorious glory God's gold golden grave hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy immortal Indra life's light live Lucy Larcom morning mortal eyes naught never night o'er Onward and upward paradise Patroclus peace poem prayer rest river round shadows shining shore sigh sight silent sing skies smile soar soft song sorrow soul sphere spirit spirit-land stars stream strife sweet SWEET DAY tears thee Theodore Parker thine thou art thou shalt thought throne Translated unseen Valmiki vision voice waiting weary weep WHITE ISLAND wings wonder words
Page 80 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest may know At first sight if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown.
Page 216 - When the hours of Day are numbered, And the voices of the Night Wake the better soul, that slumbered, To a holy, calm delight...
Page 124 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. " ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. " ' Our very hopes belied our fears ; Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. " ' For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed ; — she had Another morn...
Page 113 - Tis hard to part when friends are dear— • Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear ; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Page 201 - That each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet. Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet; And we shall sit at endless feast, Enjoying each the other's good.
Page 103 - Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us; 'Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Page 91 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath? Tell me, my Soul, can this be Death? The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Page 106 - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven ; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even ; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.