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... FLOWER REQUIESCAT THE SAILOR - BOY . 122 123 · 123 124 124 128 129 135 162 175 199 211 220 231 238 288 323 343 348 348 352 353 353 354 355 370 • 382 387 • 398 391 392 393 • 394 394 • 394 THE ISLET LITERARY SQUABBLES THE RINGLET 394 ...
... FLOWER REQUIESCAT THE SAILOR - BOY . 122 123 · 123 124 124 128 129 135 162 175 199 211 220 231 238 288 323 343 348 348 352 353 353 354 355 370 • 382 387 • 398 391 392 393 • 394 394 • 394 THE ISLET LITERARY SQUABBLES THE RINGLET 394 ...
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... flower of female fortitude , Of perfect wifehood and pure lowli- head . II . The intuitive decision of a bright And thorough - edged intellect to part Error from crime ; a prudence to withhold ; The laws of marriage character'd in gold ...
... flower of female fortitude , Of perfect wifehood and pure lowli- head . II . The intuitive decision of a bright And thorough - edged intellect to part Error from crime ; a prudence to withhold ; The laws of marriage character'd in gold ...
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... flower , The fruitful wit Cleaving , took root , and springing forth anew Where'er they fell , behold , Like to the mother plant in semblance , grew A flower all gold , And bravely furnish'd all abroad to fling The winged shafts of ...
... flower , The fruitful wit Cleaving , took root , and springing forth anew Where'er they fell , behold , Like to the mother plant in semblance , grew A flower all gold , And bravely furnish'd all abroad to fling The winged shafts of ...
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... flower Of the laurel - shrubs that hedge it around . The flowers would faint at your cruel cheer . So keep where you are : you are foul with sin ; It would shrink to the earth if you came in . THE SEA - FAIRIES . SLOW sail'd the weary ...
... flower Of the laurel - shrubs that hedge it around . The flowers would faint at your cruel cheer . So keep where you are : you are foul with sin ; It would shrink to the earth if you came in . THE SEA - FAIRIES . SLOW sail'd the weary ...
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... flower ; And holding them back by their flowing locks I would kiss them often under the sea , And kiss them again till they kiss'd me Laughingly , laughingly ; And then we would wander away , away To the pale - green sea - groves ...
... flower ; And holding them back by their flowing locks I would kiss them often under the sea , And kiss them again till they kiss'd me Laughingly , laughingly ; And then we would wander away , away To the pale - green sea - groves ...
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Aldwyth answer'd arms Arthur ask'd beneath blood breast breath Caerleon call'd Camelot child cried dark dead dear death dream Dubric earth Edith Enid ev'n evermore Excalibur eyes face fair Fair lord father fear fire flower Gawain Geraint golden grace Guinevere hall hand happy Harold hast hate hath head hear heard heart heaven holy jousts King King Arthur kiss knew Lady Lancelot land Lavaine Leofwin light Limours live look look'd Lord maid maiden Mary Merlin Morcar morn mother move never night noble o'er once Philip Prince Queen rode rose round seem'd shadow shame Sir Bedivere Sir Lancelot Sir Pelleas sleep smile song soul spake speak star stept Stigand stood sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought thro Tostig turn'd vext voice weep wild wind word
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Страница 237 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Страница 257 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Страница 354 - Forward, the Light Brigade ! Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade...
Страница 251 - Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
Страница 85 - Tho' much is taken, much abides ; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven ; that which we are, we are ; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Страница 83 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 10 Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
Страница 234 - Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur, And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon, Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt : For all the haft twinkled with diamond sparks, Myriads of topaz-lights, and jacinth-work Of subtlest jewellery.
Страница 344 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Страница 257 - O love, they die in yon rich sky. They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul. And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Страница 235 - That bow'd the will. I see thee what thou art. For thou, the latest-left of all my knights, 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 eyes. Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence : But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur, I will arise and slay thee with my hands.