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Seite 182 - When I heard the learn'd astronomer When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and...
Seite 110 - Behind him lay the gray Azores, Behind, the Gates of Hercules; Before him not the ghost of shores, Before him only shoreless seas. The good mate said:'' Now must we pray, For lo! the very stars are gone. Brave Admiral, speak, what shall I say?
Seite 168 - To any one dying, thither I speed and twist the knob of the door, Turn the bed-clothes toward the foot of the bed, Let the physician and the priest go home. I seize the descending man and raise him with resistless will, 0 despairer, here is my neck, By God, you shall not go down ! hang your whole weight upon me.
Seite 46 - After all these years I can picture that old time to myself now, just as it was then: the white town drowsing in the sunshine of a summer's morning; the streets empty, or pretty nearly so...
Seite 179 - O we can wait no longer, We too take ship O soul, Joyous we too launch out on trackless seas, Fearless for unknown shores on waves of ecstasy to sail, Amid the wafting winds, (thou pressing me to thee, I thee to me, O soul,) Caroling free, singing our song of God, Chanting our chant of pleasant exploration.
Seite 142 - I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Seite 351 - Give a rouse, then, in the Maytime For a life that knows no fear! Turn night-time into daytime With the sunlight of good cheer! For it's always fair weather When good fellows get together With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear.
Seite 47 - ... skids" on the slope of the stone-paved wharf, and the fragrant town drunkard asleep in the shadow of them,- two or three wood flats at the head of the wharf, but nobody to listen to the peaceful lapping of the wavelets against them; the great Mississippi, the majestic, the magnificent Mississippi, rolling its mile- wide tide along, shining in the sun; the dense forest away on the other side,- the "point" above the town, and the "point...
Seite 17 - The principal object, then, proposed in these Poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men...
Seite 179 - Passage to more than India! Are thy wings plumed indeed for such far flights ? O soul, voyagest thou indeed on voyages like those ? Disportest thou on waters such as those ? Soundest below the Sanscrit and the Vedas ? Then have thy bent unleash'd.