This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 edition. Excerpt: ... THE DEATH OF ADAM Cedars, that high upon the untrodden slopes Of Lebanon stretch out their stubborn arms, Through all the tempests of seven hundred years Fast in their ancient place, where they look down Over the Syrian plains and faint blue sea, When snow for three days and three nights hath fall'n ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1922 edition. Excerpt: ... THE DEATH OF ADAM Cedars, that high upon the untrodden slopes Of Lebanon stretch out their stubborn arms, Through all the tempests of seven hundred years Fast in their ancient place, where they look down Over the Syrian plains and faint blue sea, When snow for three days and three nights hath fall'n Continually, and heaped those terraced boughs To massy whiteness, still in fortitude Maintain their aged strength, although they groan; In such a wintriness of majesty, O'ersnowed by his uncounted years, and scarce Supporting that hard load, yet not o'ercome, Was Adam: all his knotted thews were shrunk, Hollow his mighty thighs, toward which his beard, Pale as the stream of far-seen waterfalls, Hung motionless; betwixt the shoulders grand Bowed was the head, and dim the gaze; and both His heavy hands lay on his marble knees. So sits he all day long and scarcely stirs, And scarcely notes the bright shapes of his sons Moving in the broad light without his tent, That propt on poles about a giant oak Looks southward to the river and the vale: Only sometimes slowly he turns his head, As seeking to recover some lost thought From the dear presence of the white-haired Eve Who, less in strength, hath less endured, and still With slow and careful footsteps tendeth him, Or seated opposite with silent eyes Companions him: their thoughts go hand in hand: So now she sits reposing in the dusk Of their wide tent, like a great vision throned Of the Earth Mother, tranquil and august, Accorded to some youthful votary Deep in an Asian grove, under the moon. Peace also rests on Adam; not such peace As comes forlornly to men dulled with cares, Whom no ennobling memory uplifts; Peace of a power far mightier than his own, Outlasting all it fostered into life, ..
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