Poems, Svazek 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - Počet stran: 231 |
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Strana 53
... hope I hold Of saintdom , and to clamour , mourn and sob , Battering the gates of heaven with storms of prayer , Have mercy , Lord , and take away my sin . Let this avail , just , dreadful , mighty God , This not be all in vain , that ...
... hope I hold Of saintdom , and to clamour , mourn and sob , Battering the gates of heaven with storms of prayer , Have mercy , Lord , and take away my sin . Let this avail , just , dreadful , mighty God , This not be all in vain , that ...
Strana 55
... hope my end draws nigh : half deaf I am , So that I scarce can hear the people hum About the column's base , and almost blind , And scarce can recognise the fields I know . And both my thighs are rotted with the dew , Yet cease I not to ...
... hope my end draws nigh : half deaf I am , So that I scarce can hear the people hum About the column's base , and almost blind , And scarce can recognise the fields I know . And both my thighs are rotted with the dew , Yet cease I not to ...
Strana 60
... hope ere death Spreads more and more and more , that God hath now Sponged and made blank of crimeful record all My mortal archives . O my sons , my sons , I , Simeon of the pillar , by surname Stylites , among men ; I , Simeon , The ...
... hope ere death Spreads more and more and more , that God hath now Sponged and made blank of crimeful record all My mortal archives . O my sons , my sons , I , Simeon of the pillar , by surname Stylites , among men ; I , Simeon , The ...
Strana 64
... turn to yonder oak . III . For when my passion first began , Ere that , which in me burn'd , The love , that makes me thrice a man , Could hope itself return'd ; IV . To yonder oak within the field I spoke THE TALKING OAK.
... turn to yonder oak . III . For when my passion first began , Ere that , which in me burn'd , The love , that makes me thrice a man , Could hope itself return'd ; IV . To yonder oak within the field I spoke THE TALKING OAK.
Strana 124
... hope that warm'd me in the days While still I yearn'd for human praise . When , wide in soul and bold of tongue , Among the tents I paused and sung , The distant battle flash'd and rung . " I sung the joyful Pæan clear , And , sitting ...
... hope that warm'd me in the days While still I yearn'd for human praise . When , wide in soul and bold of tongue , Among the tents I paused and sung , The distant battle flash'd and rung . " I sung the joyful Pæan clear , And , sitting ...
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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
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Strana 105 - 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.
Strana 174 - 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.
Strana 14 - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Strana 104 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Strana 6 - 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...
Strana 11 - 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?
Strana 97 - 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.
Strana 89 - 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...
Strana 99 - 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.
Strana 15 - 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...