The renewal of youth and other peoms

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Page 46 - Or questi, che daW infima lacuna Dell' universo insin qui ha vedute Le vite spiritali ad una ad una, Supplica a te, per grazia, di virtute Tanto, che possa con gli occhi levarsi Più alto, verso /' ultima salute. Ed io, che mai per mio veder non arsi Più ch' io fo per lo suo, tutti i miei prieghi Ti porgo (e prego che non sieno scarsi), Perché tu ogni nube gli disleghi Di sua mortalità, co' prieghi tuoi, Si che 'l sommo piacer gli si dispieghi.
Page 77 - The vanguard of the pine. In that thin air the birds are still, No ringdove murmurs on the hill Nor mating cushat calls; But gay cicalas singing sprang, And waters from the forest sang The song of waterfalls. O Fate! a few enchanted hours Beneath the firs, among the flowers, High on the lawn we lay, Then turned again, contented well, While bright about us flamed and fell The rapture of the day. And softly with a guileless awe Beyond the purple lake she saw The embattled summits glow; She saw the...
Page 29 - I, having seen, for certain days apart Fared with a silent memory at my heart, And in me great compassion grew for them Who looked upon that feigned Jerusalem, For I and all those thousands seemed to be Like other thousands once in Galilee, Save that no miracle's divine surprise Met in the desert...
Page 28 - In solemn night some demon-haunted man Runs from himself, and nothing knows in heaven But blackness, yet around him unaware With standing hills and high expectancy, With early airs and shuddering and calm, The enormous morning quickens, and lake and tree Perceive each other dimly in a dream : And when at last with bodily frame forspent He throws him on the beach to sleep or die, That very moment rises full and fair Thy sun, o Lord, the sun that brings the day. I wait it ; I have spoken ; even now...
Page 29 - O men and maidens, where Is gone the fairest amid all the fair? Mine eyes desire him, and with dawning day My heart goes forth to find him on the way." Ah, how that music lingers, and again Returns the dying sweetness of the strain ! How clearly on my inner sense is borne The fair fresh beauty of the mountain morn, And cries of flocks afar, and mixed with these The green delightful tumult of the trees, — The birds that o'er us from the upper day Threw flitting shade, and went their airy way, —...
Page 56 - Those mighty spirits drink the dregs of life. Nay, by no cumulative changeful years, For all our bitter harvesting of tears, Shalt thou tame man, nor in his breast destroy The longing for his home which deadens joy; He cannot mate here, and his cage controls Safe bodies, separate and sterile souls ; And wouldst thou bless the captives, thou must show The wild green woods which they again shall know. Therefore have we, while night serenely fell, Imparadised in sunset's cenomel, Beheld the empyrean,...
Page 94 - We watched adown that glade of fire Celestial Iris floating free; We saw the cloudlets keep in choir Their dances on the sea; The scarlet, huge, and quivering sun Feared his due hour was overrun,— On us the last he blazed, and hurled His glory on Columbus
Page 100 - Letoon roll d That song the Delian maidens sung ; Danced in his eyes the dazzling gold, For with his voice the tears had sprung, — " They die not, these ! they wax not old, They are ever-living, ever-young ! " Spread then, great land ! thine arms afar, Thy golden harvest westward roll ; Banner with banner, star with star, Ally the tropics and the pole ; — There glows no gem than these more bright From ice to fire, from sea to sea ; Blossoms no fairer flower to light Through all thine endless...
Page 27 - Blazed in the radiant chariot and blown fire, Whereof the very memory melts mine eyes And holds my heart with wonder : can it be That thus obscurely to his ministers Jehovah portioneth eternal love? Here in the hazardous joy of woman and man Consider with how sad and eager eyes They lean together, and part, and gaze again, Regretting that they cannot in so brief time, With all that sweet abandonment, outpour Their flowing infinity of tenderness. God's fashion is another; day by day And year by year...
Page 76 - Far off the old snows ever-new With silver edges cleft the blue Aloft, alone, divine ; The sunny meadows silent slept, Silence the sombre armies kept, The vanguard of the pine. In that thin air the birds are still, No ringdove murmurs on the hill, Nor mating cushat calls ; But gay cicalas singing sprang, And waters from the forest sang The song of waterfalls.

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