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Seite 238 - Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam, Where the salt weed sways in the stream, Where the sea-beasts, ranged all round, Feed in the ooze of their pasture-ground; 40 Where the sea-snakes coil and twine, Dry their mail and bask in the brine; Where great whales come sailing by, Sail and sail, with unshut eye, Round the world for ever and aye?
Seite 241 - Lights shine in the town. She will start from her slumber When gusts shake the door; She will hear the winds howling, Will hear the waves roar. We shall see, while above us The waves roar and whirl, A ceiling of amber, A pavement of pearl. Singing : ' Here came a mortal, But faithless was she ! And alone dwell for ever The kings of the sea.
Seite 239 - For the priest, and the bell, and the holy well; For the wheel where I spun, And the blessed light of the sun!
Seite 236 - THE FORSAKEN MERMAN COME, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great winds shoreward blow, Now the salt tides seaward flow; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away ! This way, this way I Call her once before you go. — Call once yet! In a voice that she will know: "Margaret! Margaret!
Seite 255 - August, and the fierce sun overhead Smote on the squalid streets of Bethnal Green, And the pale weaver, through his windows seen In Spitalfields, look'd thrice dispirited. I met a preacher there I knew, and said : '111 and o'erwork'd, how fare you in this scene?' — ' Bravely ! ' said he ; ' for I of late have been Much cheer'd with thoughts of Christ, the living bread.
Seite 77 - Yet, Fausta, the mute turf we tread, The solemn hills around us spread, This stream which falls incessantly, The strange-scrawl'd rocks, the lonely sky, If I might lend their life a voice, Seem to bear rather than rejoice. And even could the intemperate prayer Man iterates, while these forbear, For movement, for an ampler sphere, Pierce Fate's impenetrable ear ; , Not milder is the general lot Because our spirits have forgot, In action's dizzying eddy whirl'd,' The something that infects the world.
Seite 94 - As some rich woman, on a winter's morn, Eyes through her silken curtains the poor drudge Who with numb blacken'd fingers makes her fire — At cock-crow, on a starlit winter's morn, When the frost flowers the...
Seite 107 - But a dark rumour will be bruited up, From tribe to tribe, until it reach her ear; And then will that defenceless woman learn That Sohrab will rejoice her sight no more, But that in battle with a nameless foe, By the far-distant Oxus, he is slain.
Seite 114 - Is this, then, Ruksh? How often, in past days, My mother told me of thee, thou brave steed, My terrible father's terrible horse! and said, That I should one day find thy lord and thee.
Seite 89 - The Tartar challenge, and this young man's name ; Haply he will forget his wrath, and fight. Stand forth the while, and take their challenge up." So spake he ; and Ferood stood forth and cried, — " Old man, be it agreed as thou hast said ! Let Sohrab arm, and we will find a man.