Poems, 2. kötetEdward Moxon, 1846 - 235 oldal |
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3. oldal
... nature brings not back the Mastodon , Nor we those times ; and why should any man Remodel models ? these twelve books of mine Were faint Homeric echoes , nothing worth , Mere chaff and draff , much better burnt . " Said Francis , " pick ...
... nature brings not back the Mastodon , Nor we those times ; and why should any man Remodel models ? these twelve books of mine Were faint Homeric echoes , nothing worth , Mere chaff and draff , much better burnt . " Said Francis , " pick ...
7. oldal
... nature and thy name , Not rendering true answer , as beseem'd Thy fealty , nor like a noble knight : For surer sign had follow'd , either hand , Or voice , or else a motion of the meer . This is a shameful thing for men to lie . Yet now ...
... nature and thy name , Not rendering true answer , as beseem'd Thy fealty , nor like a noble knight : For surer sign had follow'd , either hand , Or voice , or else a motion of the meer . This is a shameful thing for men to lie . Yet now ...
49. oldal
... nature never kind ! Like men , like manners : like breeds like , they say . Kind nature is the best : those manners next That fit us like a nature second - hand ; Which are indeed the manners of the great . VOL . II . E John . But I had ...
... nature never kind ! Like men , like manners : like breeds like , they say . Kind nature is the best : those manners next That fit us like a nature second - hand ; Which are indeed the manners of the great . VOL . II . E John . But I had ...
68. oldal
... three times worth them all ; XIX . " For those and theirs , by Nature's law , Have faded long ago ; But in these latter springs I saw Your own Olivia blow , XX . " From when she gamboll'd on the greens 68 THE TALKING OAK .
... three times worth them all ; XIX . " For those and theirs , by Nature's law , Have faded long ago ; But in these latter springs I saw Your own Olivia blow , XX . " From when she gamboll'd on the greens 68 THE TALKING OAK .
101. oldal
... nature will have weight to drag thee down . He will hold thee , when his passion shall have spent its novel force , Something better than his dog , a little dearer than his horse . What is this ? his eyes are heavy think not they are ...
... nature will have weight to drag thee down . He will hold thee , when his passion shall have spent its novel force , Something better than his dog , a little dearer than his horse . What is this ? his eyes are heavy think not they are ...
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Alice the nurse answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore born breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark death dipt Dora dream dropt earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Excalibur eyes fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour jaundice King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare land last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald moon moorland morn never 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 wonder words
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99. oldal - Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
93. oldal - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 10 Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers.
182. oldal - And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : " O just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near.
108. 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...
7. oldal - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?" And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: f*"" I heard the ripple washing in the reeds \And the wild water lapping on the crag.
181. oldal - A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...
97. oldal - Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid. Here about the beach I wander 'd, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time...
121. oldal - To-day I saw the dragon-fly Come from the wells where he did lie. ' An inner impulse rent the veil Of his old husk : from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail. ' He dried his wings : like gauze they grew : Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.
104. 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.
97. 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.