Poems, 2. kötetEdward Moxon, 1842 - 231 oldal |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 19 találatból.
5. oldal
... souls with talk of knightly deeds , Walking about the gardens and the halls Of Camelot , as in the days that were . I perish by this people which I made , — Though Merlin sware that I should come again To rule once more - but let what ...
... souls with talk of knightly deeds , Walking about the gardens and the halls Of Camelot , as in the days that were . I perish by this people which I made , — Though Merlin sware that I should come again To rule once more - but let what ...
15. oldal
... soul . More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of . Wherefore , let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day . For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain , If ...
... soul . More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of . Wherefore , let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day . For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain , If ...
22. oldal
... soul ; And vague desires , like fitful blasts of balm To one that travels quickly , made the air Of Life delicious , and all kinds of thought , That verged upon them , sweeter than the dream Dream'd by a happy man , when the dark East ...
... soul ; And vague desires , like fitful blasts of balm To one that travels quickly , made the air Of Life delicious , and all kinds of thought , That verged upon them , sweeter than the dream Dream'd by a happy man , when the dark East ...
31. oldal
... dwelt on by the common day . This prelude has prepared thee . Raise thy soul ; Make thine heart ready with thine eyes : the time Is come to raise the veil . Behold her there , As I beheld her ere she OR , THE PICTURES . 31.
... dwelt on by the common day . This prelude has prepared thee . Raise thy soul ; Make thine heart ready with thine eyes : the time Is come to raise the veil . Behold her there , As I beheld her ere she OR , THE PICTURES . 31.
55. oldal
... soul , Who may be saved ? who is it may be saved ? Who may be made a saint , if I fail here ? Show me the man hath suffer'd more than I. For did not all thy martyrs die one death ? For either they were stoned , or crucified , Or burn'd ...
... soul , Who may be saved ? who is it may be saved ? Who may be made a saint , if I fail here ? Show me the man hath suffer'd more than I. For did not all thy martyrs die one death ? For either they were stoned , or crucified , Or burn'd ...
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Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark death dipt Dora dream earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Eustace evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald mind 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 words yonder
Népszerű szakaszok
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 thunderstorm ; 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.
174. oldal - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
14. oldal - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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 - So saying, from the ruin'd shrine he stept 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...
11. oldal - And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him Three times, and drew him under in the mere. And lightly went the other to the King. Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath : 'Now see I by thine eyes that this is done. Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?
97. oldal - As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his 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.
89. oldal - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 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...
99. oldal - Comfort? comfort scorn'd 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.
15. oldal - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death...