In MemoriamEdward Moxon, 1850 - 210 Seiten |
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... blow . The traveller hears me now and then , " And sometimes harshly will he speak ; This fellow would make weakness weak , And melt the waxen hearts of men . ' Another answers , ' Let him be , He loves to make parade of pain , That ...
... blow . The traveller hears me now and then , " And sometimes harshly will he speak ; This fellow would make weakness weak , And melt the waxen hearts of men . ' Another answers , ' Let him be , He loves to make parade of pain , That ...
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... blowing season gives , The herald melodies of spring , But in the songs I love to sing A doubtful gleam of solace lives . If any care for what is here Survive in spirits render'd free , Then are these songs I sing of thee Not all ...
... blowing season gives , The herald melodies of spring , But in the songs I love to sing A doubtful gleam of solace lives . If any care for what is here Survive in spirits render'd free , Then are these songs I sing of thee Not all ...
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... blow the poplar white , And lash with storm the streaming pane ? Day , when my crown'd estate begun To pine in that reverse of doom , Which sicken'd every living bloom , And blurr'd the splendour of the sun ; Who usherest in the ...
... blow the poplar white , And lash with storm the streaming pane ? Day , when my crown'd estate begun To pine in that reverse of doom , Which sicken'd every living bloom , And blurr'd the splendour of the sun ; Who usherest in the ...
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... strength reserved . Likewise the imaginative woe , That loved to handle spiritual strife , Diffused the shock thro ' all my life , But in the present broke the blow . My pulses therefore beat again For other friends that once 119.
... strength reserved . Likewise the imaginative woe , That loved to handle spiritual strife , Diffused the shock thro ' all my life , But in the present broke the blow . My pulses therefore beat again For other friends that once 119.
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... blow The fever from my cheek , and sigh The full new life that feeds thy breath Throughout my frame , till Doubt and Death , Ill brethren , let the fancy fly From belt to belt of crimson seas On leagues of odour streaming far , To where ...
... blow The fever from my cheek , and sigh The full new life that feeds thy breath Throughout my frame , till Doubt and Death , Ill brethren , let the fancy fly From belt to belt of crimson seas On leagues of odour streaming far , To where ...
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ambrosial beat Behold bells bliss blood bloom blow break breast breath bring brows calm chaff cloud cold crown'd Danube dark darken'd dead dear Death deep dipt divine doubt dream dust dying earth ev'n evermore eyes fades fair faith faithless fall fall'n fancy fear flower gloom grave grief half hand happy happy days happy hour harp hath hear heard heart heaven hill hope Hope and Fear hour human land leaf leave light linnet lips lives look look'd love thee mind moon morn move Muse night o'er pain peace race regret rest rills Ring rise round seem'd Seraphic shade Shadow shore sing sleep song sorrow soul star sweet tears thine things thou art thought thro touch touch'd trance trust truth unto voice walk'd weep whisper WHITEFRIARS wild wild bells wind wings wisdom words wrought yonder
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Seite 1 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Seite 210 - Whereof the man, that with me trod This planet, was a noble type Appearing ere the times were ripe, That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Seite 88 - Who breaks his birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance, And grapples with his evil star...
Seite 32 - The Danube to the Severn gave The darken'd heart that beat no more; They laid him by the pleasant shore, And in the hearing of the wave. There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.
Seite 67 - THE baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Has never thought that ' this is I : ' But as he grows he gathers much, And learns the use of ' I,' and ' me,' And finds ' I am not what I see, And other than the things I touch...
Seite 76 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Seite 159 - THE time draws near the birth of Christ : The moon is hid ; the night is still ; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist. Four voices of four hamlets round, From far and near, on mead and moor, Swell out and fail, as if a door Were shut between me and the sound : Each voice four changes on the wind, That now dilate, and now decrease, Peace...
Seite 143 - He fought his doubts and gather'd strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them: thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own; And Power was with him in the night, Which makes the darkness and the light, And dwells not in the light alone, But in the darkness and the cloud, As over Sinai's peaks of old, While Israel made their gods of gold, Altho
Seite 185 - I trust I have not wasted breath: I think we are not wholly brain, Magnetic mockeries; not in vain, Like Paul with beasts, I fought with Death; Not only cunning casts in clay: Let Science prove we are, and then What matters Science unto men, At least to me? I would not stay.