Poems, 1. kötetEdward Moxon, 1855 - 376 oldal |
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9. oldal
... that I were 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.
... that I were 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
... morn About the lonely moated grange . She only said , " The day is dreary , He cometh not , " she said ; She said , " I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ! " About a stone - cast from the wall A sluice with blacken'd waters ...
... morn About the lonely moated grange . She only said , " The day is dreary , He cometh not , " she said ; She said , " I am aweary , aweary , I would that I were dead ! " About a stone - cast from the wall A sluice with blacken'd waters ...
13. oldal
... morn Roof not a glance so keen as thine : If aught of prophecy be mine , Thou wilt not live in vain . 2 . Low - cowering shall the Sophist sit ; Falsehood shall bare her plaited brow : Fair - fronted Truth shall droop not now With ...
... morn Roof not a glance so keen as thine : If aught of prophecy be mine , Thou wilt not live in vain . 2 . Low - cowering shall the Sophist sit ; Falsehood shall bare her plaited brow : Fair - fronted Truth shall droop not now With ...
19. oldal
... morn , Adown the Tigris I was borne , By Bagdat's shrines of fretted gold , High - walled gardens green and old ; True Mussulman was I and sworn , For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . Anight my shallop , rustling ...
... morn , Adown the Tigris I was borne , By Bagdat's shrines of fretted gold , High - walled gardens green and old ; True Mussulman was I and sworn , For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid . Anight my shallop , rustling ...
26. oldal
... Whilome thou camest with the morning mist , Even as a maid , whose stately brow The dew - impearled winds of dawn have kiss'd , When she , as thou , Stays on her floating locks the lovely freight Of overflowing 26 ODE TO MEMORY.
... Whilome thou camest with the morning mist , Even as a maid , whose stately brow The dew - impearled winds of dawn have kiss'd , When she , as thou , Stays on her floating locks the lovely freight Of overflowing 26 ODE TO MEMORY.
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
Népszerű szakaszok
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...