PoemsEdward Moxon, 1856 - 379 страница |
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... THE VISION OF SIN • 366 66 COME NOT , WHEN I AM DEAD 376 THE EAGLE 376 ፡፡ MOVE EASTWARD , HAPPY EARTH , AND LEAVE • 377 " BREAK , BREAK , BREAK , " 378 THE POET'S SONG 379 POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1830. ) B POEMS . CLARIBEL xii CONTENTS .
... THE VISION OF SIN • 366 66 COME NOT , WHEN I AM DEAD 376 THE EAGLE 376 ፡፡ MOVE EASTWARD , HAPPY EARTH , AND LEAVE • 377 " BREAK , BREAK , BREAK , " 378 THE POET'S SONG 379 POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1830. ) B POEMS . CLARIBEL xii CONTENTS .
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... moving thro ' a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year , Shadows of the world appear . There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot : There the river eddy whirls , And there the surly village - churls , And the red ...
... moving thro ' a mirror clear That hangs before her all the year , Shadows of the world appear . There she sees the highway near Winding down to Camelot : There the river eddy whirls , And there the surly village - churls , And the red ...
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... Moves over still Shalott . His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd ; On burnish'd hooves his war - horse trode ; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal - black curls as on he rode , As he rode down to Camelot . From the bank and ...
... Moves over still Shalott . His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd ; On burnish'd hooves his war - horse trode ; From underneath his helmet flow'd His coal - black curls as on he rode , As he rode down to Camelot . From the bank and ...
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... Falling into a still delight , And luxury of contemplation : As waves that up a quiet cove Rolling slide , and lying still Shadow forth the banks at will : Or sometimes they swell and move , Pressing up against 82 ELEÄNORE .
... Falling into a still delight , And luxury of contemplation : As waves that up a quiet cove Rolling slide , and lying still Shadow forth the banks at will : Or sometimes they swell and move , Pressing up against 82 ELEÄNORE .
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Or sometimes they swell and move , Pressing up against the land , With motions of the outer sea : And the self - same influence Controlleth all the soul and sense Of Passion gazing upon thee . His bow ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Or sometimes they swell and move , Pressing up against the land , With motions of the outer sea : And the self - same influence Controlleth all the soul and sense Of Passion gazing upon thee . His bow ...
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Страница 279 - With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battleflags 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 268 - Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. 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...
Страница 335 - Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board, no helmsman steers, I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail: With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars.
Страница 142 - In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams ! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go ; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
Страница 70 - In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining Heavily the low sky raining Over tower'd Camelot.
Страница 195 - King Arthur's sword, Excalibur, Wrought by the lonely maiden of the Lake. Nine years she wrought it, sitting in the deeps Upon the hidden bases of the hills.