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Bay leaves, and other poems

Gilbert Nash · 1870 · Scanned text · Free in the US

35,219 words · about 2 h 28 min to read

Period artwork: Interior of the Bodleian Library, 1845
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Author
Gilbert Nash
Language
English
Published
1870
Length
35,219 words · about 2 h 28 min
Sections
47 reader sections
Text
Scanned text, read from page scans by OCR; may contain errors
Rights
Public domain in the United States

 

Contents (47)
  1. Preface about 1 min
  2. Contents about 31 min
  3. II under 1 min
  4. III under 1 min
  5. IV under 1 min
  6. V. The foe is still behind us under 1 min
  7. VI under 1 min
  8. VII under 1 min
  9. VIII under 1 min
  10. IX under 1 min
  11. X about 6 min
  12. XI. O Palestina ! sweet and sacred name about 29 min
  13. XII. Ah me ! but he will perish under 1 min
  14. XIII. The shore is yet far distant under 1 min
  15. XIV. And now his toil is ended under 1 min
  16. XV. But now he looks with wonder under 1 min
  17. XVI under 1 min
  18. XVIII. " So will I bear thee safely about 28 min
  19. XIX. The lonely mariner at night under 1 min
  20. XX. We may not smile at useless fear under 1 min
  21. XXI under 1 min
  22. XXII under 1 min
  23. XXIII. They were not always idle tales under 1 min
  24. XXIV. 'Twas in a dark and dismal night under 1 min
  25. XXV. A stout ship flew before the blast under 1 min
  26. XXVI under 1 min
  27. XXVII. Right on with ever gath'ring speed under 1 min
  28. XXVIII. Down from the rocky northern shores under 1 min
  29. XXIX. 'Twas fearful on the deep that night under 1 min
  30. XXX under 1 min
  31. XXXI. The island lies across her track under 1 min
  32. XXXII under 1 min
  33. XXXIII. With slow, uncertain, heavy tread under 1 min
  34. XXXV. Solemn and slow his words ring out under 1 min
  35. XXXVI under 1 min
  36. XXXVII under 1 min
  37. Xxxviii under 1 min
  38. XXXIX under 1 min
  39. XL. " Long time with this strange feehng pressed under 1 min
  40. XLI under 1 min
  41. XLII. " Slowly and sad beside my bed under 1 min
  42. XLIII. " ' Years have not changed thee, Rodan ; such under 1 min
  43. XLIV. "'And oft I wonder why the gale under 1 min
  44. XLV. " ' Did it ne'er strike thee, Rodan, — thou under 1 min
  45. XLVI under 1 min
  46. XLVIII. "'O thou degen'rate, can nought turn under 1 min
  47. XLIX. " ' What purposes of good thy heart about 46 min

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Preface

"PROM an inveterate dislike to apologies ^ and excuses, the author has none to offer in presenting to the public the following pages. They are the work, or rather recreation, of leisure hours in the intervals of an active business life, and a high degree of merit is not claimed for them, nor is it expected that they will take rank with the work of poets and scholars ; while the fact that the author has sent them into the world of readers, is evidence that, in his opinion at least, they possess some merit. They are the result of his labor, and therefore he cannot fail to look upon them with partial eyes ; yet he is fully aware that they must rely upon their own merits, and succeed or fail as the public shall determine. It is a venture cast upon the wide sea, and the author invokes the pleasant breeze and the prosperous

IV PREFACE.

issue ; but should the result prove otherwise, and the favor of a critical public be found wanting, he must abide the storm, as many a one has done before him.

Boston, Sept. 15, 1869.

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