PoemsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1853 - 248 Seiten |
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... sweet words ! Fight ; let me hear thy hateful voice no more ! Thou art not in Afrasiab's gardens now With Tartar girls , with whom thou art wont to dance ; But on the Oxus sands , and in the dance Of battle , and with me , who make no ...
... sweet words ! Fight ; let me hear thy hateful voice no more ! Thou art not in Afrasiab's gardens now With Tartar girls , with whom thou art wont to dance ; But on the Oxus sands , and in the dance Of battle , and with me , who make no ...
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... sweet than ours . And there , they say , two bright and aged Snakes , Who once were Cadmus and Harmonia , Bask in the glens or on the warm sea - shore , In breathless quiet , after all their ills . Nor do they see their country , nor ...
... sweet than ours . And there , they say , two bright and aged Snakes , Who once were Cadmus and Harmonia , Bask in the glens or on the warm sea - shore , In breathless quiet , after all their ills . Nor do they see their country , nor ...
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... And can this fragrant lawn With its cool trees , and night , And the sweet , tranquil Thames , And moonshine , and the dew , To thy rack'd heart and brain Afford no balm ? Dost thou to - night behold Here , through the 64 PHILOMELA.
... And can this fragrant lawn With its cool trees , and night , And the sweet , tranquil Thames , And moonshine , and the dew , To thy rack'd heart and brain Afford no balm ? Dost thou to - night behold Here , through the 64 PHILOMELA.
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... sweet fumes again ! More soft , ah me ! More subtle - winding Than Pan's flute - music . Faint faint ! Ah me ! - Again the sweet sleep . CIRCE . Hist ! Thou - within there ! - Come forth , Ulysses ! Art tired with hunting ? While we ...
... sweet fumes again ! More soft , ah me ! More subtle - winding Than Pan's flute - music . Faint faint ! Ah me ! - Again the sweet sleep . CIRCE . Hist ! Thou - within there ! - Come forth , Ulysses ! Art tired with hunting ? While we ...
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... sweet . may be thou hast follow'd Through the islands some divine bard , By age taught many things , Age and the Muses ; And heard him delighting The chiefs and people In the banquet , and learn'd his songs , Of Gods and Heroes , Of war ...
... sweet . may be thou hast follow'd Through the islands some divine bard , By age taught many things , Age and the Muses ; And heard him delighting The chiefs and people In the banquet , and learn'd his songs , Of Gods and Heroes , Of war ...
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Seite 161 - 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! Call her once before you go — Call once yet! In a voice that she will know: "Margaret! Margaret!
Seite 220 - OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the...
Seite 166 - For the priest, and the bell, and the holy well— For the wheel where I spun, And the blessed light of the sun!
Seite 211 - For early didst thou leave the world, with powers Fresh, undiverted to the world without, Firm to their mark, not spent on other things; Free from the sick fatigue, the languid doubt, Which much to have tried, in much been baffled, brings.
Seite 230 - WE cannot kindle when we will The fire that in the heart resides, The spirit bloweth and is still, In mystery our soul abides : But tasks in hours of insight will'd Can be through hours of gloom fulfill'd.
Seite 168 - On the blanched sands a gloom ; Up the still, glistening beaches, Up the creeks we will hie, Over banks of bright sea-weed The ebb-tide leaves dry.
Seite 215 - And snatch'd his rudder, and shook out more sail, And day and night held on indignantly O'er the blue Midland waters with the gale...
Seite x - Those, certainly, which most powerfully appeal to the great primary human affections : to those elementary feelings which subsist permanently in the race, and which are independent of time.
Seite 47 - Flow'd with the stream ; — all down his cold white side The crimson torrent ran, dim now and soil'd...
Seite 38 - And he desired to draw forth the steel, And let the blood flow free, and so to die — But first he would convince his stubborn foe ; And, rising sternly on one arm, he said : — * Man, who art thou who dost deny my words ? Truth sits upon the lips of dying men, And falsehood, while I lived, was far from mine.