Poems, Bind 2W.D. Ticknor, 1842 - 231 sider |
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... grows Of age to help us . ” So the women kiss'd Each other , and set out , and reach'd the farm . The door was off the latch ; they peep'd , and saw The boy set up betwixt his grandsire's knees , Who thrust him in the hollows of his arm ...
... grows Of age to help us . ” So the women kiss'd Each other , and set out , and reach'd the farm . The door was off the latch ; they peep'd , and saw The boy set up betwixt his grandsire's knees , Who thrust him in the hollows of his arm ...
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... growing , modest eyes , a hand , a foot Lessening in perfect cadence , and a skin As clean and white as privet when it flowers . James . Ay , ay , the blossom fades , and they that loved , At first like dove and dove were cat and dog ...
... growing , modest eyes , a hand , a foot Lessening in perfect cadence , and a skin As clean and white as privet when it flowers . James . Ay , ay , the blossom fades , and they that loved , At first like dove and dove were cat and dog ...
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... us all in its coarse blacks or whites , As ruthless as a baby with a worm , As cruel as a schoolboy ere he grows To Pity - more from ignorance than will . But put your best foot forward , or I fear WALKING TO THE MAIL . 51.
... us all in its coarse blacks or whites , As ruthless as a baby with a worm , As cruel as a schoolboy ere he grows To Pity - more from ignorance than will . But put your best foot forward , or I fear WALKING TO THE MAIL . 51.
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... in the moon , I drown'd the whoopings of the owl with sound Of pious hymns and psalms , and sometimes saw An angel stand and watch me , as I sang . Now am I feeble grown : my end draws nigh- 54 ST . SIMEON STYLITES .
... in the moon , I drown'd the whoopings of the owl with sound Of pious hymns and psalms , and sometimes saw An angel stand and watch me , as I sang . Now am I feeble grown : my end draws nigh- 54 ST . SIMEON STYLITES .
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Now am I feeble grown : my end draws nigh- I 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 ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Now am I feeble grown : my end draws nigh- I 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 ...
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Alice the nurse AMPHION answer'd art thou 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 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 wonder words
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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 89 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 10 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 honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers.
Side 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...
Side 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?
Side 93 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Side 7 - And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: "I heard the ripple washing in the reeds, And the wild water lapping on the crag.
Side 229 - Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Side 106 - Yet I doubt not thro' the ages one increasing purpose runs, And the thoughts of men are widen'd with the process of the suns.
Side 4 - The sequel of to-day unsolders all The goodliest fellowship of famous knights Whereof this world holds record. Such a sleep They sleep — the men I loved.