Selections from [his] Poetical WorksSmith, Elder & Company, 1874 |
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... once to my thought , " Encountered by all sorts of men , " Before he was lodged in his den , - - " From the poor slave whose club or bare hands Dug the trap , set the snare on the sands , " With no King and no Court to applaud , 66 By ...
... once to my thought , " Encountered by all sorts of men , " Before he was lodged in his den , - - " From the poor slave whose club or bare hands Dug the trap , set the snare on the sands , " With no King and no Court to applaud , 66 By ...
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... how dark your villa was , Windows fast and obdurate ! How the garden grudged me grass Where I stood - the iron gate Ground its teeth to let me pass ! YOUTH AND ART . I. Ir once might have been A Serenade at the Villa . 25 2 5 6.
... how dark your villa was , Windows fast and obdurate ! How the garden grudged me grass Where I stood - the iron gate Ground its teeth to let me pass ! YOUTH AND ART . I. Ir once might have been A Serenade at the Villa . 25 2 5 6.
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Robert Browning. YOUTH AND ART . I. Ir once might have been , once only : We lodged in a street together , You , a sparrow on the housetop lonely , I , a lone she - bird of his feather . II . Your trade was with sticks and clay , You ...
Robert Browning. YOUTH AND ART . I. Ir once might have been , once only : We lodged in a street together , You , a sparrow on the housetop lonely , I , a lone she - bird of his feather . II . Your trade was with sticks and clay , You ...
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... , ―been happy . XVII . And nobody calls you a dunce , And people suppose me clever : This could but have happened once , And we missed it , lost it for ever . THE FLIGHT OF THE DUCHESS . YOU'RE my friend : Youth and Art . 29.
... , ―been happy . XVII . And nobody calls you a dunce , And people suppose me clever : This could but have happened once , And we missed it , lost it for ever . THE FLIGHT OF THE DUCHESS . YOU'RE my friend : Youth and Art . 29.
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... once , in my day ) -For a shepherd's , miner's , huntsman's wife , ( I had a wife , I know what I say ) Never in all the world such an one ! And here was plenty to be done , And she that could do it , great or small , She was to do ...
... once , in my day ) -For a shepherd's , miner's , huntsman's wife , ( I had a wife , I know what I say ) Never in all the world such an one ! And here was plenty to be done , And she that could do it , great or small , She was to do ...
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beauty bird blood breast breath brow Caliban cheek Clement Marot CLEON dare Dark Tower dead death drop Duke earth eyes face Fano feast fire flesh flowers furled Gismond give God's gold grew grey hair hand hath hauberk head heart heaven hope Italy Jacynth King kiss lady LAST DUCHESS laugh leave life's lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind Moldavia mouth neath never night o'er once paint pass past perfect PIPPA PASSES play Pornic praise pride rapture rest ride ROBERT BROWNING rose round Saint Saul Setebos shut side sings sleep smile song soul speak star stopped sure sweet thee there's thing thou thought thro touch travertine truth turn twixt Ulpian VIII watch whole wonder word youth Zeus
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Страница 341 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Страница 336 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Страница 335 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Страница 246 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that He heard it once: we shall hear it by and by.
Страница 244 - But here is the finger of God, a flash of the will that can, Existent behind all laws, that made them and, lo, they are! And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, hut a star.
Страница 69 - Shakespeare was of us, Milton was for us, Burns, Shelley, were with us, — they watch from their graves! He alone breaks from the van and the freemen, — He alone sinks to the rear and the slaves! We shall march prospering, — not thro...
Страница 69 - THE LOST LEADER. JUST for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat — Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others, she lets us devote; They, with the gold to give, doled him out silver...
Страница 191 - Noon strikes, — here sweeps the procession! our Lady borne smiling and smart With a pink gauze gown all spangles, and seven swords stuck in her heart!
Страница 332 - Would I suffer for him that I love? So wouldst thou — so wilt thou ! So shall crown thee the topmost, ineffablest, uttermost crown — And thy love fill infinitude wholly, nor leave up nor down One spot for the creature to stand in!
Страница 273 - Long he lived nameless: how should spring take note Winter would follow? Till lo, the little touch, and youth was gone! Cramped and diminished, Moaned he, "New measures, other feet anon! "My dance is finished?