Poems, 1. kötetEdward Moxon, 1855 - 376 oldal |
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xii. oldal
... OF SIN 366 " COME NOT , WHEN I AM DEAD 376 THE EAGLE 376 66 MOVE EASTWARD , HAPPY EARTH , AND LEAVE 377 66 BREAK , BREAK , BREAK , " • 378 THE POET'S SONG 379 POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1830. ) B POEMS . CLARIBEL xii CONTENTS .
... OF SIN 366 " COME NOT , WHEN I AM DEAD 376 THE EAGLE 376 66 MOVE EASTWARD , HAPPY EARTH , AND LEAVE 377 66 BREAK , BREAK , BREAK , " • 378 THE POET'S SONG 379 POEMS . ( PUBLISHED 1830. ) B POEMS . CLARIBEL xii CONTENTS .
9. oldal
... dead ! " Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ; She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or eventide . After the flitting of the bats , When thickest dark 9 MARIANA.
... dead ! " Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ; She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or eventide . After the flitting of the bats , When thickest dark 9 MARIANA.
10. oldal
... dead ! " Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the 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 ...
... dead ! " Upon the middle of the night , Waking she heard the 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 ...
11. oldal
... dead ! " And ever when the moon was low , And the shrill winds were up and In the white curtain , to and fro , She saw the gusty shadow sway . But when the moon was very low , away , And wild winds bound within their cell , The shadow ...
... dead ! " And ever when the moon was low , And the shrill winds were up and In the white curtain , to and fro , She saw the gusty shadow sway . But when the moon was very low , away , And wild winds bound within their cell , The shadow ...
12. oldal
... dead ! " The sparrow's chirrup on the roof , The slow clock ticking , and the sound Which to the wooing wind aloof The poplar made , did all confound Her sense ; but most she loathed the hour When the thick - moted sunbeam lay Athwart ...
... dead ! " The sparrow's chirrup on the roof , The slow clock ticking , and the sound Which to the wooing wind aloof The poplar made , did all confound Her sense ; but most she loathed the hour When the thick - moted sunbeam lay Athwart ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
answer'd beneath blow bold Sir Bedivere breast breath brow Camelot cheek cloud dark death deep dipt door Dora dream earth Edwin Morris Eleänore English natures Enone evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fall flowers flying steps folds garden golden prime goose green hand happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hour King Arthur kiss kiss'd Lady of Shalott land Let them rave light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord men I loved mermen mind moon morn never night o'er Oriana Queen roll'd rose round saw thro scorn seem'd shadow SIMEON STYLITES sing sleep slowly smile song soul sound spake speak spirit star stept stood summer sweet tables danced tears thee thine things thou art thought thro turn'd unto voice weary wild wind words
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148. oldal - Let us swear an oath, and keep it with an equal mind, In the hollow Lotos-land to live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind.
142. oldal - In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
12. oldal - He cometh not,' she said; She said, 'I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead!
320. oldal - AND on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old...
270. oldal - Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be for one so young, And her eyes on all my motions with a mute observance hung. And I said, " My cousin Amy, speak, and speak the truth to me, Trust me, cousin, all the current of my being sets to thee.
269. 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.
266. oldal - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. "There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine...
70. oldal - In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining, Heavily the low sky raining Over...
277. 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.
32. oldal - Over its grave i' the earth so chilly ; Heavily hangs the hollyhock, Heavily hangs the tiger-lily. ii The air is damp, and hush'd, and close, As a sick man's room when he taketh repose An hour before death ; My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves At the moist rich smell of the rotting leaves, And the breath Of the fading edges of box beneath, And the year's last rose. Heavily hangs the broad...