 Oh, what is abroad in the marsh and the terminal sea ? Somehow my soul seems suddenly free From the weighing of fate and the sad discussion of sin, By the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn.  Younger American Poets, 1830-1890 - Page 140edited by - 1891 - 666 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Lee Emerson Bassett - 1917 - 372 pages
...sea ? Somehow my soul seems suddenly free From the weighing of fate and the sad discussion of sin, By the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn. Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-witholding and free Te publish yourselves to the sky... | |
 | Lucian Lamar Knight - 1917 - 584 pages
...revelation of aspects of nature hitherto unsung. He was the first that ever burst into that silent sea, "the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn." He is the first who has sung in lasting melody the waving of the corn. His heart was open to all of... | |
 | Charles Wesley Emerson - 1915 - 138 pages
...sea? Somehow my soul seems suddenly free From the weighing of fate and the sad discussion of sin, By the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn. VII. Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free Ye publish yourselves to the... | |
 | Percy Holmes Boynton - 1918 - 746 pages
...drunken the soul of the oak, And my heart is at ease from men, and the wearisome sound of the stroke Of the scythe of time and the trowel of trade is low,...the breadth and the sweep of the Marshes of Glynn 3° Will work me no fear like the fear they have wrought me of yore When length was fatigue, and when... | |
 | 1918 - 2030 pages
...sea? Somehow my soul seems suddenly free From the weighing of fate and the sad discussion of sin, By the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn. Ye marshes, how candid and simple and nothing-withholding and free Ye publish yourselves to the sky... | |
 | Percy Holmes Boynton - 1919 - 528 pages
...the cool and quiet the poet's . . . heart is at ease from men, and the wearisome sound of the stroke Of the scythe of time and the trowel of trade is low, And belief overmasters doubt. So, toward sunset, he leaves the protected green colonnades and goes out unafraid to face the expanse... | |
 | Agnes Rothery - 1920 - 252 pages
...sea? Somehow my soul seems suddenly free From the weighing of fate and the sad discussion of sin, By the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn." On the way back he will show us the place where three of his favorite horses are buried, for he does... | |
 | Agnes Rothery - 1920 - 254 pages
...sea? Somehow my soul seems suddenly free From the weighing of fate and the sad discussion of sin, By the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn." On the way back he will show us the place where three of his favorite horses are buried, for he does... | |
 | Henry Van Dyke, Hardin Craig, Asa Don Dickinson - 1922 - 1920 pages
...hath drunken soul of the oak, And my heart is at ease from men, and the wearisome sound of the stroke Of the scythe of time and the trowel of trade is low,...the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn 3» Will work me no fear like the fear they have wrought me of yore When length was fatigue, and when... | |
 | Alban Bertram De Mille - 1923 - 552 pages
...drunken the soul of the oak, And my heart is at ease from men, and the wearisome sound of the stroke 10 Of the scythe of time, and the trowel of trade is...spirit is grown to a lordly great compass within, is That the length and the breadth and the sweep of the marshes of Glynn Will work me no fear like... | |
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