PoemsEdward Moxon, 1856 - 379 страница |
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... Sweet lips whereon perpetually did reign . The summer calm of golden charity , · Were fixed shadows of thy fixed mood , Revered Isabel , the crown and head , The stately flower of female fortitude , Of perfect wifehood and pure ...
... Sweet lips whereon perpetually did reign . The summer calm of golden charity , · Were fixed shadows of thy fixed mood , Revered Isabel , the crown and head , The stately flower of female fortitude , Of perfect wifehood and pure ...
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... that I were dead ! " Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ; She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or eventide . After the flitting of the bats , When thickest dark 9 MARIANA.
... that I were dead ! " Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ; She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or eventide . After the flitting of the bats , When thickest dark 9 MARIANA.
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... sweet and strange , Delicious spites and darling angers , And airy forms of flitting change . 2 . Smiling , frowning , evermore , Thou art perfect in love - lore . Revealings deep and clear are thine Of wealthy smiles : but who may know ...
... sweet and strange , Delicious spites and darling angers , And airy forms of flitting change . 2 . Smiling , frowning , evermore , Thou art perfect in love - lore . Revealings deep and clear are thine Of wealthy smiles : but who may know ...
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... sweet dreams softer than unbroken rest Thou leddest by the hand thine infant Hope . The eddying of her garments caught from thee The light of thy great presence ; and the cope Of the half - attain'd futurity , Tho ' deep not fathomless ...
... sweet dreams softer than unbroken rest Thou leddest by the hand thine infant Hope . The eddying of her garments caught from thee The light of thy great presence ; and the cope Of the half - attain'd futurity , Tho ' deep not fathomless ...
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... sweet showers Of festal flowers , Unto the dwelling she must sway . Well hast thou done , great artist Memory , In setting round thy first experiment With royal frame - work of wrought gold ; Needs must thou dearly love thy first essay ...
... sweet showers Of festal flowers , Unto the dwelling she must sway . Well hast thou done , great artist Memory , In setting round thy first experiment With royal frame - work of wrought gold ; Needs must thou dearly love thy first essay ...
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answer'd beneath blow breast breath brow Camelot cheek cloud dark Dear mother Ida death deep dipt door Dora dream earth Edwin Morris Eleänore Enone evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fall floating flowers folds golden prime grave green hand happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hour King King Arthur kiss kiss'd Lady Clare Lady of Shalott land last embrace Let them rave light lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord measured words mind moon morn never night o'er Oriana Queen roll'd rose round saw thro scorn seem'd shadow SIMEON STYLITES sing Sir Bedivere sleep slowly smile song soul sound spake speak spirit stars stept summer sweet Sweet Emma tears thee thine things thou art thought thro thy dreams turn'd unto Vere de Vere voice weary weep wild wind yonder
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Страница 199 - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Страница 11 - He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
Страница 271 - Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Страница 283 - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
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.