Poems, Том 2Edward Moxon, 1846 - 235 страница |
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... thou perform'd my mission which I gave ? What is it thou hast seen ? or what hast heard ? " And answer made the bold ... thee , quickly go again As thou art lief and dear , and do the thing I bade thee , watch , and lightly bring me word ...
... thou perform'd my mission which I gave ? What is it thou hast seen ? or what hast heard ? " And answer made the bold ... thee , quickly go again As thou art lief and dear , and do the thing I bade thee , watch , and lightly bring me word ...
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... thee what thou art . For thou , the latest - left of all my krights , In whom should meet the offices of all , Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt ; Either from lust of gold , or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the ...
... thee what thou art . For thou , the latest - left of all my krights , In whom should meet the offices of all , Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt ; Either from lust of gold , or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the ...
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... thou , For thou art fairer than all else that is . 66 Sleep , breathing health and peace upon her breast . Sleep , breathing love and trust against her lip , I go to - night I come to - morrow morn . " I go , but I return : I would I ...
... thou , For thou art fairer than all else that is . 66 Sleep , breathing health and peace upon her breast . Sleep , breathing love and trust against her lip , I go to - night I come to - morrow morn . " I go , but I return : I would I ...
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... thou , while kingdoms overset , Or lapse from hand to hand , Thy leaf shall never fail , nor yet Thine acorn in the land . LXVI . May never saw dismember thee , Nor wielded axe disjoint , That art the fairest - spoken tree From here to ...
... thou , while kingdoms overset , Or lapse from hand to hand , Thy leaf shall never fail , nor yet Thine acorn in the land . LXVI . May never saw dismember thee , Nor wielded axe disjoint , That art the fairest - spoken tree From here to ...
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... thou Art more thro ' Love , and greater than thy years . The Sun will run his orbit , and the Moon Her circle . Wait , and Love himself will bring The drooping flower of knowledge changed to fruit Of wisdom . Wait : my faith is large in ...
... thou Art more thro ' Love , and greater than thy years . The Sun will run his orbit , and the Moon Her circle . Wait , and Love himself will bring The drooping flower of knowledge changed to fruit Of wisdom . Wait : my faith is large in ...
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Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd art thou beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark dipt Dora dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Excalibur eyes fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew Hall hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald Mastodon mind moon moorland morn never nevermore night o'er pass'd praise QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd words yonder
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Страница 95 - Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Страница 105 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm; Till the war-drum, throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Страница 94 - In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast; In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Страница 104 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Страница 6 - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
Страница 108 - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space ; I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
Страница 13 - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, ' Place me in the barge ;
Страница 13 - Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these Three Queens with crowns of gold - and from them rose A cry that shivered to the tingling stars...
Страница 93 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Страница 100 - Comfort? comfort scorned of devils; this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.