PoemsE. Moxon, 1843 |
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11. oldal
... night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn , Till cold winds woke the gray - eyed morn About MARIANA . 11.
... night - fowl crow : The cock sung out an hour ere light : From the dark fen the oxen's low Came to her without hope of change , In sleep she seem'd to walk forlorn , Till cold winds woke the gray - eyed morn About MARIANA . 11.
32. oldal
... they are the earliest of the year ) . Nor was the night thy shroud . In sweet dreams softer than unbroken rest Thou leddest by the hand thine infant Hope . The eddying of her garments caught from thee The light 22 ODE TO MEMORY . 32.
... they are the earliest of the year ) . Nor was the night thy shroud . In sweet dreams softer than unbroken rest Thou leddest by the hand thine infant Hope . The eddying of her garments caught from thee The light 22 ODE TO MEMORY . 32.
41. oldal
... hope or fear or joy is thine ? . Who talketh with thee , Adeline ? For sure thou art not all alone : Do beating hearts of salient springs Keep measure with thine own ? Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings ...
... hope or fear or joy is thine ? . Who talketh with thee , Adeline ? For sure thou art not all alone : Do beating hearts of salient springs Keep measure with thine own ? Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings ...
47. oldal
... grew A flower all gold , And bravely furnish'd all abroad to fling The winged shafts of truth , To throng with stately blooms the breathing spring Of Hope and Youth . So many minds did gird their orbs with beams , THE POET . 47.
... grew A flower all gold , And bravely furnish'd all abroad to fling The winged shafts of truth , To throng with stately blooms the breathing spring Of Hope and Youth . So many minds did gird their orbs with beams , THE POET . 47.
73. oldal
... And if I should carol aloud , from aloft All things that are forked , and horned , and soft Would lean out from the hollow sphere of the sea , All looking down for the love of me . SONNET TO J. M. K. My hope and heart is THE MERMAID . 73.
... And if I should carol aloud , from aloft All things that are forked , and horned , and soft Would lean out from the hollow sphere of the sea , All looking down for the love of me . SONNET TO J. M. K. My hope and heart is THE MERMAID . 73.
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