Poems, 74. kiadásStrahan, 1872 - 379 oldal |
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16. oldal
... kiss thy hand , The flush of anger'd shame O'erflows thy calmer glances , And o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved frown : But when I turn away , Thou , willing me to stay , Wooest not , nor vainly wranglest ; But , looking ...
... kiss thy hand , The flush of anger'd shame O'erflows thy calmer glances , And o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved frown : But when I turn away , Thou , willing me to stay , Wooest not , nor vainly wranglest ; But , looking ...
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 26 ODE TO MEMORY SONG.
... . 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 26 ODE TO MEMORY SONG.
44. oldal
... kiss sweet kisses , and speak sweet words : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten With pleasure and love and jubilee : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten When the sharp clear twang of the golden chords Runs up the ridged ...
... kiss sweet kisses , and speak sweet words : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten With pleasure and love and jubilee : O listen , listen , your eyes shall glisten When the sharp clear twang of the golden chords Runs up the ridged ...
58. oldal
... kiss them often under the sea , And kiss them again till they kiss'd me Laughingly , laughingly ; And then we would wander away , away To the pale - green sea - groves straight and high , Chasing each other merrily . 3 . There would be ...
... kiss them often under the sea , And kiss them again till they kiss'd me Laughingly , laughingly ; And then we would wander away , away To the pale - green sea - groves straight and high , Chasing each other merrily . 3 . There would be ...
59. oldal
... kiss them again till they kiss'd me Laughingly , laughingly . Oh ! what a happy life were mine Under the hollow - hung ocean green ! Soft are the moss - beds under the sea ; We would live merrily , merrily . THE MERMAID . 1 . WHO would ...
... kiss them again till they kiss'd me Laughingly , laughingly . Oh ! what a happy life were mine Under the hollow - hung ocean green ! Soft are the moss - beds under the sea ; We would live merrily , merrily . THE MERMAID . 1 . WHO would ...
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269. oldal - 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.
11. oldal - He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
263. 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 honor'd of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
9. oldal - The broken sheds look'd sad and strange : Unlifted was the clinking latch ; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange. She only said, ' My life is dreary, He cometh not...
196. oldal - The bare black cliff clang'd round him, as he based His feet on juts of slippery crag that rang Sharp-smitten with the dint of armed heels — And on a sudden, lo ! the level lake, And the long glories of the winter moon.
198. oldal - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou see'st — if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) — To the island-valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
142. oldal - he said, and pointed toward the land, " This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon." 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.
265. oldal - Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods. The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes : the slow moon climbs : the deep Moans round with many voices.
66. oldal - Skimming down to Camelot : But who hath seen her wave her hand? Or at the casement seen her stand? Or is she known in all the land, The Lady of Shalott? Only reapers, reaping early In among the bearded barley, Hear a song that echoes cheerly From the river winding clearly, Down to tower'd Camelot : And by the moon the reaper weary, Piling sheaves in uplands airy, Listening, whispers, "Tis the fairy Lady of Shalott.
194. oldal - For thou, the latest-left of all my knights, In whom should meet the offices of all, Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt; Either from lust of gold, or like a girl Valuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes. Yet, for a man may fail in duty twice, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence: But, if thou spare to fling Excalibur, I will arise and slay thee with my hands.