Poems, Band 2Edward Moxon, 1846 - 235 Seiten |
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... dropt the branch she held , and turning , wound . Her looser hair in braid , and stirr❜d her lips For some sweet answer , though no answer came , Nor yet refused the rose , but granted it , And moved away , and left me , statue - like ...
... dropt the branch she held , and turning , wound . Her looser hair in braid , and stirr❜d her lips For some sweet answer , though no answer came , Nor yet refused the rose , but granted it , And moved away , and left me , statue - like ...
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... dropt away , Would chatter with the cold , and all my beard Was tagg'd with icy fringes in the moon , I drown'd the whoopings of the owl with sound Of pious hymns and psalms , and sometimes saw An angel stand and watch me , as I sang ...
... dropt away , Would chatter with the cold , and all my beard Was tagg'd with icy fringes in the moon , I drown'd the whoopings of the owl with sound Of pious hymns and psalms , and sometimes saw An angel stand and watch me , as I sang ...
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... Dropt dews upon her golden head , An acorn in her breast . LVIII . “ But in a pet she started up , And pluck'd it out , and drew My little oakling from the cup , And flung him in the dew . LIX . “ And yet it was a graceful gift— I felt ...
... Dropt dews upon her golden head , An acorn in her breast . LVIII . “ But in a pet she started up , And pluck'd it out , and drew My little oakling from the cup , And flung him in the dew . LIX . “ And yet it was a graceful gift— I felt ...
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... dropt before him . So the Powers , who wait On noble deeds , cancell'd a sense misused ; And she , that knew not , pass'd and all at once , With twelve great shocks of sound , the shameless noon Was clash'd and hammer'd from a hundred ...
... dropt before him . So the Powers , who wait On noble deeds , cancell'd a sense misused ; And she , that knew not , pass'd and all at once , With twelve great shocks of sound , the shameless noon Was clash'd and hammer'd from a hundred ...
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... in her hair . A lily - white doe Lord Ronald had brought Leapt up from where she lay , Dropt her head in the maiden's hand , And follow'd her all the way . Down stept Lord Ronald from his tower : " O 202 LADY CLARE .
... in her hair . A lily - white doe Lord Ronald had brought Leapt up from where she lay , Dropt her head in the maiden's hand , And follow'd her all the way . Down stept Lord Ronald from his tower : " O 202 LADY CLARE .
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Alice the nurse answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore born breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark death dipt Dora dream dropt earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Excalibur eyes fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour jaundice King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare land last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald moon moorland morn never night o'er pass'd praise QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd wonder words
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 99 - Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. 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.
Seite 93 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 10 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.
Seite 182 - And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : " O just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near.
Seite 108 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Seite 7 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?" And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: f*"" I heard the ripple washing in the reeds \And the wild water lapping on the crag.
Seite 181 - A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...
Seite 97 - Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid. Here about the beach I wander 'd, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time...
Seite 121 - To-day I saw the dragon-fly Come from the wells where he did lie. ' An inner impulse rent the veil Of his old husk : from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail. ' He dried his wings : like gauze they grew : Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.
Seite 104 - Comfort? comfort scorned of devils! this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
Seite 97 - 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' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.