
The face bent over him like silver night
In long-remembered summers; that calm light
Of days which shine in firmaments of thought,
That past unchangeable, from change still wrought.
The Legend of Jubal (1869)
"Sappho"
Helen of Troy and Other Poems (1911)
The face bent over him like silver night
In long-remembered summers; that calm light
Of days which shine in firmaments of thought,
That past unchangeable, from change still wrought.
The Legend of Jubal (1869)
“If neither love nor pain
Will ever touch thy heart,
Then only God's in thee,
And then in God thou art”
The Cherubinic Wanderer
“Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?”
Source: Poems of Christina Rossetti
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 100.
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 85
The Earthly Paradise (1868-70), The Lady of the Land
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
1960s, I Have A Dream (1963)
Shir Hakovod, trans. from the Hebrew by Israel Zangwill