Poems, Том 2W.D. Ticknor, 1842 - 231 страница |
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... whispers , like the whispers of the leaves That tremble round a nightingale - in sighs Which perfect 30 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
... whispers , like the whispers of the leaves That tremble round a nightingale - in sighs Which perfect 30 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
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... whispering rain Night slid down one long stream of sighing wind , And in her bosom bore the baby , Sleep . But this whole hour your eyes have been intent On that veil'd picture — veil'd , for what it holds May not be dwelt on by the ...
... whispering rain Night slid down one long stream of sighing wind , And in her bosom bore the baby , Sleep . But this whole hour your eyes have been intent On that veil'd picture — veil'd , for what it holds May not be dwelt on by the ...
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... whisper , any murmur of complaint . Pain heap'd ten - hundred - fold to this , were still Less burthen , by ten - hundred - fold , to bear , Than were those lead - like tons of sin , that crush'd My spirit flat before thee . O Lord ...
... whisper , any murmur of complaint . Pain heap'd ten - hundred - fold to this , were still Less burthen , by ten - hundred - fold , to bear , Than were those lead - like tons of sin , that crush'd My spirit flat before thee . O Lord ...
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... whisper'd under Heaven None else could understand ; I found him garrulously given , A babbler in the land . VII . But since I heard him make reply Is many a weary hour ; " Twere well to question him , and try If yet he keeps the power ...
... whisper'd under Heaven None else could understand ; I found him garrulously given , A babbler in the land . VII . But since I heard him make reply Is many a weary hour ; " Twere well to question him , and try If yet he keeps the power ...
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... whispers of the drum and fife , And lull'd them in my own . LV . " Sometimes I let a sunbeam slip To light her shaded eye ; A second flutter'd round her lip Like a golden butterfly ; LVI . " A third would glimmer on her neck THE TALKING ...
... whispers of the drum and fife , And lull'd them in my own . LV . " Sometimes I let a sunbeam slip To light her shaded eye ; A second flutter'd round her lip Like a golden butterfly ; LVI . " A third would glimmer on her neck THE TALKING ...
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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 death dipt Dora dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Eustace Evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew 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 mind moon moorland morn never 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 wonder words
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Страница 174 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Страница 89 - 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 honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers.
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 11 - And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him Three times, and drew him under in the mere. And lightly went the other to the King. Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath : 'Now see I by thine eyes that this is done. Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?
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 7 - And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: "I heard the ripple washing in the reeds, And the wild water lapping on the crag.
Страница 229 - Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Страница 106 - Yet I doubt not thro' the ages one increasing purpose runs, And the thoughts of men are widen'd with the process of the suns.
Страница 4 - The sequel of to-day unsolders all The goodliest fellowship of famous knights Whereof this world holds record. Such a sleep They sleep — the men I loved.