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" Whose birth was in their tops, grew old and died Among their branches, till at last they stood, As now they stand, massy and tall and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. "
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The Living Authors of America: 1st ser

Thomas Powell - 1850 - 384 trang
...grew old and died Among their branches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker." In the later poems we do not see much advance on his earlier effusions. The same calm spirit looking...

Poems

William Cullen Bryant - 1851 - 380 trang
...grew old and died Among their branches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold...boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the...

The National Speaker: Containing Exercises, Original and Selected, in Prose ...

Henry Bartlett Maglathlin - 1851 - 328 trang
...grew old and died Among their branches ; till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy and tall and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the summits of these trees In music ; thou art in the cooler...

Selections from the Poets ...: For the Use of Schools

1852 - 196 trang
...old and died Among their branches ; till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark. Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold...boast of our vain race, to change the form Of thy fair works. But Thou art here— Thou fill'st The solitude. | Thou art in the soft winds, That run along...

Poems: Collected and Arranged by the Author, Complete in One Volume

William Cullen Bryant - 1852 - 388 trang
...grew old and died Among their branches, till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold...boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here—thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along the...

The Poets and Poetry of America: To the Middle of the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1852 - 588 trang
...old and died Among their branches ; till, at last, they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold...or pride Report not No fantastic carvings show, The boasl of our vain race, to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The...

The School Reader: Containing Instructions in the Elementary Principles of ...

Charles Walton Sanders - 1842 - 322 trang
...ana tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipers to hold Communion with tbOT Maker. 2. ThcJspRi vaults, These winding aisles, of human pomp or pride,...boast of our vain race, to change the form Of Thy fair works. But Thou art here, — Thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds That run along...

Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Tập 1

Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 trang
...grew old and died Among their branches, till at last they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold...boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here — thou fill'st The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds, That run along...

McGuffey's Newly Revised Eclectic Fourth Reader: Containing Elegant Extracts ...

William Holmes McGuffey - 1853 - 350 trang
...No traces of man's pomp, or pride ; no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious eyes + Encounter; no fantastic carvings show The boast of our vain race to change the form Of thy fair works. But thou art here ; thou fill'st 40 The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds, That run along...

Woodland gleanings, an account of British forest-trees

Woodland gleanings - 1853 - 306 trang
...grew old and died Among their branches, till at last they stood, As now they stand, massy, and tall, and dark, Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold Communion with his Maker. Here are seen No traces of man's pomp or pride ; — no silks Rustle, no jewels shine, nor envious...




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