Poems of Imagination and FancyBurlock & Company, 1878 - 112 Seiten |
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... sound of royal cheer ; nd they crossed themselves for fear , All the knights at Camelot : ut Lancelot mused a little space ; Le said , " She has a lovely face ; od in his mercy lend her grace , The Lady of Shalott . " SONGS FROM " THE ...
... sound of royal cheer ; nd they crossed themselves for fear , All the knights at Camelot : ut Lancelot mused a little space ; Le said , " She has a lovely face ; od in his mercy lend her grace , The Lady of Shalott . " SONGS FROM " THE ...
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... sound of life- The music from the town- The murmurs of the drum and fife , And lulled them in my own . " Sometimes I let a sunbeam slip , To light her shaded eye ; A second fluttered round her lip Like a golden butterfly ; " A third ...
... sound of life- The music from the town- The murmurs of the drum and fife , And lulled them in my own . " Sometimes I let a sunbeam slip , To light her shaded eye ; A second fluttered round her lip Like a golden butterfly ; " A third ...
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... thy 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.
... thy 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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... sound of a voice that is still ! Break , break , break , At the foot of thy crags , oh Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me . THE DEATH OF THE OLD YEAR . FULL knee - deep lies the winter snow , And ...
... sound of a voice that is still ! Break , break , break , At the foot of thy crags , oh Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me . THE DEATH OF THE OLD YEAR . FULL knee - deep lies the winter snow , And ...
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... sound of trumpet , all The hard condition ; but that she would loose The people therefore , as they loved her well , " From then till noon no foot should pace the street , No eye look down , she passing ; but that all Should keep within ...
... sound of trumpet , all The hard condition ; but that she would loose The people therefore , as they loved her well , " From then till noon no foot should pace the street , No eye look down , she passing ; but that all Should keep within ...
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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...