The Iron Trail: A Sketch

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F. B. Patterson, 1876 - 46 páginas
 

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Página 32 - By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule— From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SI'ACE — out of TIME.
Página 32 - These were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriae rivers that roll As the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek In the ultimate climes of the pole That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek In the realms of the boreal pole.
Página 7 - And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty; And, if I give thee honor due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew...
Página 40 - ... song, In search of Eldorado. But he grew old — This knight so bold — And o'er his heart a shadow Fell as he found No spot of ground That looked like Eldorado. And, as his strength Failed him at length, He met a pilgrim shadow — "Shadow," said he, "Where can it be — This land of Eldorado?" "Over the Mountains Of the Moon, Down the Valley of the Shadow, Ride, boldly ride," The shade replied, — "If you seek for Eldorado!
Página 3 - All the hapless silent lovers, All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous, and the wicked, All the joyous, all the sorrowing, all the living, all the dying, Pioneers ! O pioneers ! I too with my soul and body, We a curious trio, picking, wandering on our way...
Página 31 - Bottomless vales and boundless floods, And chasms, and caves, and Titan woods, With forms that no man can discover For the dews that drip all over; Mountains toppling evermore Into seas without a shore...
Página 14 - Timid and still, the elder had Even then a smile too sweetly sad; The crown of pain that all must wear Too early pressed her midnight hair. Yet ere the summer eve grew long, Her modest lips were sweet with song; A memory haunted all her words Of clover-fields and singing birds. Her dark, dilating eyes expressed The broad horizons of the west; Her speech dropped prairie flowers; the gold Of harvest wheat about her rolled.
Página 43 - An applicant must be 21 years of age or over, or if under the age of 21 years the head of a family, and a citizen of the United States or have declared intentions of becoming a citizen.
Página 36 - No forest fell When thou would'st build; no quarry sent its stores To enrich thy walls: but thou didst hew the floods, And make thy marble of the glassy wave.
Página 34 - We too have tracked by star-proof trees The tempest of the Thyiades Scare the loud night on hills that hid The blood-feasts of the Bassarid, Heard their song's iron cadences Fright the wolf hungering from the kid, Outroar the lion-throated seas, Outchide the north-wind if it chid, And hush the torrent-tongued ravines With thunders of their tambourines.

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