A New England ReaderVan Wyck Brooks New England literature from William Bradford to the poems of Robert Lowell. |
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... morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity , and I may say innocence , with Nature herself . I have been as sincere a worshipper of Aurora as the Greeks . I got up early and bathed in the pond ; that was a ...
... morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity , and I may say innocence , with Nature herself . I have been as sincere a worshipper of Aurora as the Greeks . I got up early and bathed in the pond ; that was a ...
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... morning time and in a morning atmosphere . The Vedas say , " All intelligences awake with the morning . " Poetry and art , and the fairest and most memorable of the actions of men , date from such an hour . All poets and heroes , like ...
... morning time and in a morning atmosphere . The Vedas say , " All intelligences awake with the morning . " Poetry and art , and the fairest and most memorable of the actions of men , date from such an hour . All poets and heroes , like ...
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... morning broke without a sun ; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs , In starry flake , and pellicle , All day the hoary meteor fell ; And , when the second morning shone , We looked upon a world unknown , On ...
... morning broke without a sun ; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature's geometric signs , In starry flake , and pellicle , All day the hoary meteor fell ; And , when the second morning shone , We looked upon a world unknown , On ...
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The Landing of the Pilgrims | 3 |
To My Dear and Loving Husband | 9 |
A Confession | 16 |
Copyright | |
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