Poems of Imagination and FancyBurlock & Company, 1878 - 112 Seiten |
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... saw through life and death , through good and ill , He saw through his own soul . The marvel of the everlasting will , An open scroll , Before him lay with echoing feet he threaded The secretest 20 POEMS OF IMAGINATION AND FANCY .
... saw through life and death , through good and ill , He saw through his own soul . The marvel of the everlasting will , An open scroll , Before him lay with echoing feet he threaded The secretest 20 POEMS OF IMAGINATION AND FANCY .
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Before him lay with echoing feet he threaded The secretest walk of fame : The viewless arrows of his thoughts were headed And winged with flame , Like Indian reeds blown from his silver tongue , And of so ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Before him lay with echoing feet he threaded The secretest walk of fame : The viewless arrows of his thoughts were headed And winged with flame , Like Indian reeds blown from his silver tongue , And of so ...
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... feet The berried briony fold . " O muffle round thy knees with fern , And shadow Sumner - chase ! Long may thy topmost branch discern The roofs of Sumner - place ! But tell me , did she read the name I carved with many vows , When last ...
... feet The berried briony fold . " O muffle round thy knees with fern , And shadow Sumner - chase ! Long may thy topmost branch discern The roofs of Sumner - place ! But tell me , did she read the name I carved with many vows , When last ...
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... feet she lay . " Her eyelids dropped their silken eaves ; I breathed upon her eyes Through all the summer of my leaves A welcome mixed with sighs . " I took the swarming sound of life- The music from the town- The murmurs of the drum ...
... feet she lay . " Her eyelids dropped their silken eaves ; I breathed upon her eyes Through all the summer of my leaves A welcome mixed with sighs . " I took the swarming sound of life- The music from the town- The murmurs of the drum ...
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... feet ! All grass of silky feather grow— And while he sinks or swells The full south - breeze around thee blow The sound of minster bells . 1 e blow But , rolling as in sle Low thunders 46 AND FANCY . POEMS OF IMAGINATION.
... feet ! All grass of silky feather grow— And while he sinks or swells The full south - breeze around thee blow The sound of minster bells . 1 e blow But , rolling as in sle Low thunders 46 AND FANCY . POEMS OF IMAGINATION.
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ALFRED TENNYSON beneath Binnorie blow bower break breath bright Camelot chatter child clouds dark dead dear death deep dream earth evermore Excalibur eyes fancy father fear flowers gleam GLOWWORM golden Goody Blake grass green hand happy Harry Gill hath head hear heard heart heaven hill Katie King King Arthur kiss Lady Clara Vere Lady of Shalott lamb land light little birdie live Locksley Hall lonely look Lord LOVE-LIES-BLEEDING maiden moon morn mother murmur never New-year night numbered o'er POET LAUREATE pray Queen rest Ringlet river rock rode round scorn shadow shine sings Sir Bedivere sleep smile snow song soul spake spirit stars summer sweet SWEET AND LOW sweetest thing thee thine things thou art thought Trajan tree valley Vere de Vere voice wave weary wild wind wings Young Harry
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Seite 22 - She had a rustic, woodlai.d air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many may you be? " " How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Seite 59 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Seite 25 - So in the churchyard she was laid; And , when the grass was dry , Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I. "And when the ground was white with snow , And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." "How many are you , then ," said I , "If they two are in Heaven?
Seite 24 - Then did the little maid reply : "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree.
Seite 80 - Who, doomed to go in company with pain, And fear, and bloodshed, miserable train ! Turns his necessity to glorious gain...
Seite 20 - OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray: And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor, — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door...
Seite 65 - Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No Nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of travellers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands...
Seite 80 - Stern lawgiver ! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace ; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face : Flowers laugh before thee on their beds, And fragrance in thy footing treads ; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong ; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.
Seite 70 - LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING. I HEARD a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate reclined, In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. To her fair works did nature link The human soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.
Seite 78 - Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove ; Thou, who art victory and law When empty terrors overawe ; From vain temptations dost set free ; And calm'st the weary strife of frail humanity ! There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them ; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth: Glad Hearts ! without reproach or blot ; Who do thy work, and know it not : Oh ! if through confidence misplaced They fail, thy...