Ballads of Good Deeds, and Other VersesD. Appleton, 1872 - 129 páginas |
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Página 21 - Who in the deep, dark water sank from view. Then from the father's life went forth all joy ; But, as he fell back, pallid with his pain, Across the bridge, in safety, passed the train. And yet the man was poor, and in his breast Flowed no ancestral blood of king or lord ; True greatness needs no title and no crest To win from men just honor and reward ; Nobility is not of rank, but mind — And is inborn, and common in our kind. He is most noble whose humanity Is least corrupted. To be just and good...
Página 25 - ... milk besought. She gave it him ; but, as he quaffed the life, Down her kind face he saw a single tear Pursue its wet and sorrowful career. Within the cot he now beheld a man And maiden also weeping.
Página 23 - Yet said no word his prized good name to save. Trusting remoter days would be more blessed, He set his will to wear the verdict out, And knew most men are prisoners at best, Who some strong habit ever drag about Like chain and ball ; then meekly prayed that he Rather the prisoner he was should be.
Página 122 - And he who, with the beauty in his heart Seeking in faultless work immortal youth, Would mould this statue with the finest art, Making the wintry marble glow with truth, Should gain the prize. Two sculptors sought the fame — The prize they craved was an enduring name.
Página 24 - But best resolves are of such feeble thread, They may be broken in Temptation's hands. After long toil, the guiltless prisoner said : "Why should I thus, and feel life's precious sands The narrow of my glass, the present, run, For a poor crime that I have never done...
Página 5 - ... or no, at Rome or at Paris, to Peter or John, 'tis still within the verge of possibility, and human capacity, which serves me to good use, and supplies me with variety in the things I write. I see, and make my advantage of it as well in shadow as...
Página 42 - But when at night he came upon the stage, Cheer after cheer went up from that wide throng, And flowers rained on him : naught could assuage The tumult of the welcome, save the song That he had sweetly sung, with covered face, For the two beggars in the market-place.
Página 40 - THE SINGER'S ALMS. IN Lyons, in the mart of that French town, Years since, a woman, leading a fair child, Craved a small alms of one who, walking down The thoroughfare, caught the child's glance, and smiled To see, behind its eyes, a noble soul. He paused, but found he had no coin to dole. His guardian angel warned him not to lose This chance of pearl to do another good; So as he waited, sorry to refuse The asked-for penny, there aside he stood, And with his hat held as by limb the nest, He covered...
Página 19 - His little son was standing by his side, Above Passaic river, deep and blue; While in the distance, like a moan of pain, Was heard the whistle of the coming train. At once brave Drecker worked to swing it back, — The gate-like bridge, that seems a gate of death; Nearer and nearer, on the slender track, Came the swift engine, puffing its white breath. Then, with a shriek, the loving father saw His darling boy fall headlong from the draw. Either at once down in the stream to spring And save his son,...
Página 20 - Were you as he was tried, Would not your love outweigh all else beside ? And yet the child to him was full as dear As yours may be to you — the light of eyes, A presence like a brighter atmosphere, The household star that shone in love's mild skies — Yet, side by side with duty stern and grim, Even his child became as naught to him.