The Poetical Works of Howitt, Milman, and Keats: Complete in One VolumeThomas, Cowperthwait & Company no. 253, Market street., 1840 - 522 страница |
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... lady , sir , doth crave admittance . Raym . Dost know her ? If she be the dancing girl Who was here yesternight , let her come in . Serv . I do not know her , sir . She is close veiled . Gen. Let her come in , Nerisse wore a veil ...
... lady , sir , doth crave admittance . Raym . Dost know her ? If she be the dancing girl Who was here yesternight , let her come in . Serv . I do not know her , sir . She is close veiled . Gen. Let her come in , Nerisse wore a veil ...
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... ladies . " Bar . [ aside . ] Most sapient Raymond ; bible - read- ing fool ! Raym . [ reads . ] " My daughter has ... lady's secret , Else hadst thou never dropped this perfumed paper ! [ Raymond again loses the game ; he flings down ...
... ladies . " Bar . [ aside . ] Most sapient Raymond ; bible - read- ing fool ! Raym . [ reads . ] " My daughter has ... lady's secret , Else hadst thou never dropped this perfumed paper ! [ Raymond again loses the game ; he flings down ...
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... lady , meek and timid She had hard measure dealt her by her husband ; Alas , that I should say ' t , and yet ' t was so ! She had no friend to counsel or console her , Ida . Nay , blame him not ! Why need he shun to ask Save Philip's ...
... lady , meek and timid She had hard measure dealt her by her husband ; Alas , that I should say ' t , and yet ' t was so ! She had no friend to counsel or console her , Ida . Nay , blame him not ! Why need he shun to ask Save Philip's ...
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... lady , on ; thy words are wondrous . Ida . Like the fierce torrent of a mountain river , Swoln by the night - thaw of a winter's snow , So has this mutinous faction suddenly Sprung into being , so it threatens death ! - Few are the ...
... lady , on ; thy words are wondrous . Ida . Like the fierce torrent of a mountain river , Swoln by the night - thaw of a winter's snow , So has this mutinous faction suddenly Sprung into being , so it threatens death ! - Few are the ...
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... lady , With joy , I'll do thy bidding with my son ! Ida . Now follow ! Lord of M. [ aside . ] No marvel ' tis he loved her ! [ She unbars the door , and they go out softly together . SCENE II . Ida's chamber- Ida arranging flowers . It ...
... lady , With joy , I'll do thy bidding with my son ! Ida . Now follow ! Lord of M. [ aside . ] No marvel ' tis he loved her ! [ She unbars the door , and they go out softly together . SCENE II . Ida's chamber- Ida arranging flowers . It ...
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Achzib ADONIJAH Amariah angels ANNE BOLEYN ARIOCH arms art thou Babylon beauty behold BELSHAZZAR beneath BENINA BIANCA bird bless blood breath bright brow CALLIAS Caswallon child clouds cold coursers dark dead dear death deep didst dost doth earth Endymion eyes fair father FAZIO fear fierce flowers gentle glory gold golden green hand hath hear heard heart heaven Hengist holy IMLAH King lady LADY ROCHFORD light lips look Lord MARGARITA Marien mercy morning mother Nabonassar ne'er neath night NITOCRIS noble o'er OLYBIUS pale poor pride proud Queen Raym rich round Samor sate Saxon seem'd shalt silent sleep soft song sorrow soul sound spake spirit stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne tree unto voice Vortigern Vortimer weary weep wild wilt wind wings wonder youth
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Страница 69 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead: That is the grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Страница 433 - The tender and delicate woman among you, which would not adventure to set the sole of her foot upon the ground for delicateness and tenderness...
Страница 45 - Of old romance. These let us wish away, And turn, sole-thoughted, to one Lady there, Whose heart had brooded, all that wintry day, On love, and wing'd St. Agnes' saintly care, As she had heard old dames full many times declare. VI. They told her how, upon St. Agnes...
Страница 61 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shall remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty...
Страница 30 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
Страница 46 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Страница 45 - Ah, happy chance! the aged creature came, Shuffling along with ivory-headed wand, To where he stood, hid from the torch's flame, Behind a broad hall-pillar, far beyond The sound of merriment and chorus bland: He startled her; but soon she knew his face, And grasp'd his fingers in her palsied hand, Saying, 'Mercy, Porphyro!
Страница 45 - All saints to give him sight of Madeline, But for one moment in the tedious hours, That he might gaze and worship all unseen ; Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss — in sooth such things have been.
Страница 27 - Your lutes, and gentler fate ! We follow Bacchus ! Bacchus on the wing, A conquering! Bacchus, young Bacchus ! good or ill betide, We dance before him thorough kingdoms wide : — Come hither, lady fair, and joined be To our wild minstrelsy...
Страница 129 - God might have bade the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak-tree and the cedar-tree, Without a flower at all. We might have had enough, enough For every want of ours, For luxury, medicine and toil, And yet have had no flowers.