The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse, Band 7Arthur Quiller-Couch Clarendon Press, 1913 - 1023 Seiten |
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... night from a deep dream of peace , And saw , within the moonlight in his room , Making it rich , and like a lily in bloom , An angel writing in a book of gold : - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold , And to the presence in the room ...
... night from a deep dream of peace , And saw , within the moonlight in his room , Making it rich , and like a lily in bloom , An angel writing in a book of gold : - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold , And to the presence in the room ...
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... night in Ukhbar's halls , Karaman ! There's hope , too , for his trodden thralls , Karaman , O Karaman ! What lights flash red along yon walls ? Hark ! hark ! the muster - trumpet calls ! I see the sheen of spears and shawls , Karaman ...
... night in Ukhbar's halls , Karaman ! There's hope , too , for his trodden thralls , Karaman , O Karaman ! What lights flash red along yon walls ? Hark ! hark ! the muster - trumpet calls ! I see the sheen of spears and shawls , Karaman ...
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... night - time's solemn need , When in God's dear book we read No night shall be therein ; Praised be thy dwellings warm By household faggot's cheerful blaze , Where , to hear of pardon'd sin , Pauseth oft the merry din , Save the babe's ...
... night - time's solemn need , When in God's dear book we read No night shall be therein ; Praised be thy dwellings warm By household faggot's cheerful blaze , Where , to hear of pardon'd sin , Pauseth oft the merry din , Save the babe's ...
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... night he follow'd their flight , O'er plains where the tamarind grew , Till he saw the roofs of Caffre huts , And the ocean rose to view . At night he heard the lion roar , And the hyena scream , And the river - horse , as he crush'd ...
... night he follow'd their flight , O'er plains where the tamarind grew , Till he saw the roofs of Caffre huts , And the ocean rose to view . At night he heard the lion roar , And the hyena scream , And the river - horse , as he crush'd ...
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... night he fo O'er plains where the t Till he saw the roofs of And the ocean rose t At night he heard th And the hyena s And the river - hor Beside some h And it pass'd , ' Through th The forest Shoute And the With That A P friendship ...
... night he fo O'er plains where the t Till he saw the roofs of And the ocean rose t At night he heard th And the hyena s And the river - hor Beside some h And it pass'd , ' Through th The forest Shoute And the With That A P friendship ...
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Seite 204 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the •wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Seite 327 - His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps ; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps ; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps : His day is marching on. I have read a fiery gospel writ in...
Seite 737 - 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 171 - And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. / was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love — I and my ANNABEL LEE — .With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Seite 47 - Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her, All that remains of her Now is pure womanly. Make no deep scrutiny Into her mutiny Rash and undutiful: Past all dishonour, Death has left on her Only the beautiful.
Seite 283 - Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Seite 418 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
Seite 327 - MINE eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord : He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored ; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword : His truth is marching on.
Seite 283 - I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last! I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore, And bade me creep past.
Seite 367 - The Sea of Faith Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furl'd. 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.