The Victorian AnthologySir Mountstuart Elphinstone Grant Duff S. Sonnenschein & Company, limited, 1902 - 570 Seiten |
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... Look sharp , O Son of Thallinos ! " The youth Inclined his ear , afar and warily , He heard a buzz And caverned in his hand . At first , and then the sound grew soft and clear , And then divided into what seem'd tune , And there were ...
... Look sharp , O Son of Thallinos ! " The youth Inclined his ear , afar and warily , He heard a buzz And caverned in his hand . At first , and then the sound grew soft and clear , And then divided into what seem'd tune , And there were ...
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... look The choir of angels caught the word , Nor yet their silence broke : But when they heard the sign , where Christ should be , In sudden light they shone and heavenly harmony . Wrapp'd in His swaddling bands , And in His manger laid ...
... look The choir of angels caught the word , Nor yet their silence broke : But when they heard the sign , where Christ should be , In sudden light they shone and heavenly harmony . Wrapp'd in His swaddling bands , And in His manger laid ...
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... look on clearer Heavens , and scan The work of God untouch'd by man ? Shame on us , who about us Babel bear , And live in Paradise , as if God was not there ! TWENTY - FIRST SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY The morning mist is clear'd away , Yet ...
... look on clearer Heavens , and scan The work of God untouch'd by man ? Shame on us , who about us Babel bear , And live in Paradise , as if God was not there ! TWENTY - FIRST SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY The morning mist is clear'd away , Yet ...
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... Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown , And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down . So stalked he when he turned to flight , on that famed Picard field , Bohemia's plume , and Genoa's bow , and Cæsar's ...
... Look how the Lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown , And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down . So stalked he when he turned to flight , on that famed Picard field , Bohemia's plume , and Genoa's bow , and Cæsar's ...
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... look on torture , and dare not look on war ! Ho , comrades ! scour the plain ; and ere 66 NASEBY.
... look on torture , and dare not look on war ! Ho , comrades ! scour the plain ; and ere 66 NASEBY.
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beautiful bells beloved sleep beneath breath bright brow Christ CHRISTINA GEORGina RossettI cloud Dante Gabriel Rossetti dark dead death deep died dream dust earth earthly Excalibur eyes fair fame FELICIA HEMANS flowers FRANCIS MAHONY Frederick Faber giveth His beloved gold grave hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven hour Irish Brigade Iseult JAMES KENNETH STEPHEN John lounged King Arthur land leave light live look Lord moon morning never night o'er pale pass poems poet poetry prayer pure rest risen river river Lee round shadow Shandon shine shore sigh Sir Bedivere smile soft song sorrow soul sound Speaker,-sleep spirit star stood stream strong sweet tears thee thine things Thou art thought thro tomb towers verse voice wave weary weep wild wind WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED words youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 61 - For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire , Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
Seite 327 - O born in days when wits were fresh and clear, And life ran gaily as the sparkling Thames ; Before this strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims...
Seite 48 - There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, With whom the melodies abide Of the everlasting chime ; Who carry music in their heart Through dusky lane and wrangling mart, Plying their daily task with busier feet, Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat.
Seite 147 - Through scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 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, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy.
Seite 62 - Till the proud peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales, Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales, Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the wind the Wrekin's crest of light, Till broad and fierce the star came forth on Ely's stately fane, And tower and hamlet rose in arms o'er all the boundless plain ; Till Belvoir's lordly terraces the sign to Lincoln sent, And Lincoln sped the message on o'er the wide vale...
Seite 351 - It lies in Heaven, across the flood Of ether, as a bridge. Beneath, the tides of day and night With flame and darkness ridge The void, as low as where this earth Spins like a fretful midge. Around her, lovers, newly met, 'Mid deathless Love's acclaims Spoke evermore among themselves Their heart-remembered names; And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames.
Seite 358 - Does the road wind uphill all the way ? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day ? From morn to night, my friend.
Seite 313 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain ; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant...
Seite 403 - REQUIEM UNDER the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be ; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Seite 312 - THE sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits ; — on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.