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...ght,
 A pale clear beacon where the storm-drift is;
She stands alone, a wonder deathly white;
She stands there patient, nerved with inner might,
 Indomitable in her feebleness,
Her face and will athirst against the light....Read more of this...

...up on the Laramie trail;
    You sweat with us down at Tucson;
  When Injun was painted and white man was pale
  You nerved us to grip our last chance by the tail
    And load up our Colts and hang on.

  You've sizzled by mountain and mesa and plain
    Over campfires of sagebrush and oak;
  The breezes that blow from the Platte to the main
    Have carried your savory smoke.
  You're friendly to miner or puncher or priest;
    You're as good in December as May;
...Read more of this...

...e blaze. The bold king again
had mind of his glory: with might his glaive
was driven into the dragon’s head, --
blow nerved by hate. But Naegling {34e} was shivered,
broken in battle was Beowulf’s sword,
old and gray. ’Twas granted him not
that ever the edge of iron at all
could help him at strife: too strong was his hand,
so the tale is told, and he tried too far
with strength of stroke all swords he wielded,
though sturdy their steel: they steaded him nought.
The...Read more of this...

...giving out.

My foe looked on the while I ran; 
A scornful triumph lit his eyes. 
With that perverseness born in man 
I nerved myself, and won the prize.

All blinded by the crimson glow 
Of sin's disguise I tempted Fate. 
"I knew thy weakness!" sneered my foe, 
I saved myself, and balked his hate.

For half my blessings, half my gain, 
I needs must thank my trusty foe; 
Despite his envy and disdain, 
He serves me well wher'er I go.

So may I keep him to the end, 
Nor may his...Read more of this...

...know.

Think how it wakes the seeds --
Woke, once, the clays of a cold star.
Are limbs so dear-achieved, are sides
Full-nerved, -- still warm, -- too hard to stir?
Was it for this the clay grew tall?
-- O what made fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth's sleep at all?...Read more of this...

...gible burst;
And long his filmed eye is red and dim;
At length the pity-proffer'd cup his thirst
Had half assuaged, and nerved his shuddering limb
When Albert's hand he grasp'd;--but Albert knew not him--

"And hast thou then forgot," (he cried forlorn,
And eyed the group with half indignant air,)
"Oh! hast thou, Christian chief, forgot the morn
When I with thee the cup of peace did share?
Then stately was this head, and dark this hair,
That now is white as Appalachia's snow;...Read more of this...

...od descends 
 Straight downward. 
 When he saw us, the loathly worm 
 Showed all his fangs, and eager trembling frame 
 Nerved for the leap. But undeterred my guide. 
 Stooped down, and gathered in full hands the soil, 
 And cast it in the gaping gullets, to foil 
 Gluttonous blind greed, and those fierce mouths and wide 
 Closed on the filth, and as the craving cur 
 Quietens, that strained and howled to reach his food, 
 Biting the bone, those squalid mouths subdued 
 And s...Read more of this...

...begun, 
I wished the goal already won;
But now I doubted strength and speed:
Vain doubt! his swift and savage breed
Had nerved him like the mountain-roe -
Nor faster falls the blinding snow
Which whelms the peasant near the door
Whose threshold he shall cross no more,
Bewildered with the dazzling blast,
Than through the forest-paths he passed -
Untired, untamed, and worse than wild;
All furious as a favoured child
Balked of its wish; or fiercer still 
A woman piqued - who has...Read more of this...

...acquiescence vain:
The Future I may face now I have proved the Past.'

For more is not reserved
To man, with soul just nerved
To act to-morrow what he learns to-day:
Here, work enough to watch
The Master work, and catch
Hints of the proper craft, tricks of the tool's true play.

As it was better, youth
Should strive, through acts uncouth,
Toward making, than repose on aught found made:
So, better, age, exempt
From strife, should know, than tempt
Further. Thou waitedst age: w...Read more of this...

...lind with smoke and heat, 
Old Ross and Robert fought the flames 
That neared the ripened wheat. 
The farmer's hand was nerved by fears 
Of danger and of loss; 
And Robert fought the stubborn foe 
For the love of Jenny Ross. 

But serpent-like the curves and lines 
Slipped past them, and between, 
Until they reached the bound'ry where 
The old coach-road had been. 
`The track is now our only hope, 
There we must stand,' cried Ross, 
`For nought on earth can stop the fire 
If ...Read more of this...

...once more Orestes could regain,
His arrows--Philoctetes!

More glorious than the meeds
That in their strife with labor nerved the brave,
To the great doer of renowned deeds
The Hebe and the heaven the Thunderer gave.
Before the rescued rescuer [10] of the dead,
Bowed down the silent and immortal host;
And the twain stars [11] their guiding lustre shed,
On the bark tempest-tossed!

Art thou, fair world, no more?
Return, thou virgin-bloom on Nature's face;
Ah, only on the mins...Read more of this...

...age from anger 
That blinds the hot being; 
They take not their pity from weakness; 
Tender, yet seeing; 

Feeling, yet nerved to the uttermost; 
Keen, like steel; 
Yet the wounds of the mind they are stricken with, 
Who shall heal? 

They endure to have eyes of the watcher 
In hell, and not swerve 
For an hour from the faith that they follow, 
The light that they serve. 

Man true to man, to his kindness 
That overflows all, 
To his spirit erect in the thunder 
When all his ...Read more of this...

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