Poems, 2. kötetEdward Moxon, 1846 - 235 oldal |
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1. oldal
... brings not back the Mastodon , Nor we those times ; and why should any man Remodel models rather than the life ? And these twelve books of mine ( to speak the truth ) Were faint Homeric echoes , nothing worth , Mere chaff and draff ...
... brings not back the Mastodon , Nor we those times ; and why should any man Remodel models rather than the life ? And these twelve books of mine ( to speak the truth ) Were faint Homeric echoes , nothing worth , Mere chaff and draff ...
3. oldal
... brings not back the Mastodon , Nor we those times ; and why should any man Remodel models rather than the life ? And these twelve books of mine ( to speak the truth ) Were faint Homeric echoes , nothing worth , Mere chaff and draff ...
... brings not back the Mastodon , Nor we those times ; and why should any man Remodel models rather than the life ? And these twelve books of mine ( to speak the truth ) Were faint Homeric echoes , nothing worth , Mere chaff and draff ...
5. oldal
... this also shall be known : But now delay not : take Excalibur , And fling him far into the middle meer : Watch what thou seëst , and lightly bring me word . " To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It MORTE D'ARTHUR . 5.
... this also shall be known : But now delay not : take Excalibur , And fling him far into the middle meer : Watch what thou seëst , and lightly bring me word . " To him replied the bold Sir Bedivere : " It MORTE D'ARTHUR . 5.
6. oldal
... bring thee word . " So saying , from the ruin'd shrine he stepp'd , And in the moon athwart the place of tombs , Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men , Old knights , and over them the sea - wind sang Shrill , chill , with flakes of ...
... bring thee word . " So saying , from the ruin'd shrine he stepp'd , And in the moon athwart the place of tombs , Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men , Old knights , and over them the sea - wind sang Shrill , chill , with flakes of ...
7. oldal
... charge thee , quickly go again As thou art lief and dear , and do the thing I bade thee , watch , and lightly bring me word . " Then went Sir Bedivere the second time , Counting the dewy pebbles , fix'd in thought ; But MORTE D'ARThur . 7.
... charge thee , quickly go again As thou art lief and dear , and do the thing I bade thee , watch , and lightly bring me word . " Then went Sir Bedivere the second time , Counting the dewy pebbles , fix'd in thought ; But MORTE D'ARThur . 7.
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Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd art thou beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark dipt Dora dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Excalibur eyes fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew Hall hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald Mastodon mind moon moorland morn never nevermore night o'er pass'd praise QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd words yonder
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95. oldal - Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
105. oldal - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm; Till the war-drum, throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
94. oldal - In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin's breast; In the Spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest; In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove; In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
104. oldal - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
6. oldal - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
108. oldal - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space ; I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
13. oldal - A cry that shiver'd to the tingling stars, And, as it were one voice, an agony Of lamentation, like a wind that shrills All night in a waste land, where no one comes, Or hath come, since the making of the world. Then murmur'd Arthur, ' Place me in the barge ;
13. oldal - Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge, Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern, Beneath them; and descending they were ware That all the decks were dense with stately forms Black-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream - by these Three Queens with crowns of gold - and from them rose A cry that shivered to the tingling stars...
93. oldal - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
100. oldal - Comfort? comfort scorned of devils; this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.