Living English poets [selections from their works].1883 - 325 pages |
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... hast pass'd their quiet place ; Or in my boat I lie Moor'd to the cool bank in the summer - heats , ' Mid wide grass meadows which the sunshine fills , And watch the warm , green - muffled Cumner hills , And wonder if thou haunt'st ...
... hast pass'd their quiet place ; Or in my boat I lie Moor'd to the cool bank in the summer - heats , ' Mid wide grass meadows which the sunshine fills , And watch the warm , green - muffled Cumner hills , And wonder if thou haunt'st ...
Page 140
... hast been seen , or hanging on a gate To watch the threshers in the mossy barns . Children , who early range these slopes and late For cresses from the rills , Have known thee eying , all an April - day The springing pastures and the ...
... hast been seen , or hanging on a gate To watch the threshers in the mossy barns . Children , who early range these slopes and late For cresses from the rills , Have known thee eying , all an April - day The springing pastures and the ...
Page 141
... hast climb'd the hill , And gain'd the white brow of the Cumner range ; Turn'd once to watch , while thick the snow - flakes fall , The line of festal light in Christ - Church hall— Then sought thy straw in some sequester'd grange . But ...
... hast climb'd the hill , And gain'd the white brow of the Cumner range ; Turn'd once to watch , while thick the snow - flakes fall , The line of festal light in Christ - Church hall— Then sought thy straw in some sequester'd grange . But ...
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... hast not felt the lapse of hours ! For what wears out the life of mortal men ? ' Tis that from change to change their being rolls ; ' Tis that repeated shocks , again , again , Exhaust the energy of strongest souls , And numb the ...
... hast not felt the lapse of hours ! For what wears out the life of mortal men ? ' Tis that from change to change their being rolls ; ' Tis that repeated shocks , again , again , Exhaust the energy of strongest souls , And numb the ...
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... Hast thou yet dealt him , O life , thy full measure ? World , have thy children yet bow'd at his knee ? Hast thou with myrtle - leaf crown'd him , O pleasure ! -Crown , crown him quickly , and leave him for me . COVENTRY PATMORE Born ...
... Hast thou yet dealt him , O life , thy full measure ? World , have thy children yet bow'd at his knee ? Hast thou with myrtle - leaf crown'd him , O pleasure ! -Crown , crown him quickly , and leave him for me . COVENTRY PATMORE Born ...
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Page 121 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All men ignored in me, This I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Page 115 - Rejoice we are allied To That which doth provide And not partake, effect and not receive! A spark disturbs our clod ; Nearer we hold of God Who gives, than of his tribes that take, I must believe.
Page 117 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Page 113 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 121 - Fool! All that is, at all, Lasts ever, past recall; Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure: What entered into thee, That was, is, and shall be: Time's wheel runs back or stops: Potter and clay endure.
Page 179 - A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face ? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night ? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in sight ? They will not keep you standing at the door.
Page 118 - Youth ended, I shall try My gain or loss thereby; Leave the fire ashes, what survives is gold: And I shall weigh the same, Give life its praise or blame: Young, all lay in dispute; I shall know, being old.
Page 163 - From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my own; For, on a table drawn beside his head, He had put, within his reach, A box of counters and a...
Page 250 - The sun burns sere and the rain dishevels One gaunt bleak blossom of scentless breath. Only the wind here hovers and revels In a round where life seems barren as death. Here there was laughing of old, there was weeping, Haply, of lovers none ever will know, Whose eyes went seaward a hundred sleeping Years ago. Heart handfast in heart as they stood, 'Look thither,
Page 141 - O born in days when wits were fresh and clear, And life ran gaily as the sparkling Thames; Before this strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims, Its heads o'ertax'd, its palsied hearts, was rife — Fly hence, our contact fear!