Living English poets [selections from their works].1883 - 325 pages |
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English poets. CHORUS But Mother maid , thou dost not fade ; With stars above thy brow , And the pale moon beneath thy feet , For ever throned art thou . The green green grass , the glittering grove , The heaven's majestic dome , They ...
English poets. CHORUS But Mother maid , thou dost not fade ; With stars above thy brow , And the pale moon beneath thy feet , For ever throned art thou . The green green grass , the glittering grove , The heaven's majestic dome , They ...
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... star - showered night , Like memories breathing of the Goddess forms That left your haunts , yet with the day return ! And still more distant through the grey sky floats The faint blue fragment of the dead moon's shell ; Not dead indeed ...
... star - showered night , Like memories breathing of the Goddess forms That left your haunts , yet with the day return ! And still more distant through the grey sky floats The faint blue fragment of the dead moon's shell ; Not dead indeed ...
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... stars to hear us ; stars that hung Love - charm'd to listen : all the wheels of Time Spun round in station , but the end had come . O then like those , who clench their nerves to rush Upon their dissolution , we two rose , There ...
... stars to hear us ; stars that hung Love - charm'd to listen : all the wheels of Time Spun round in station , but the end had come . O then like those , who clench their nerves to rush Upon their dissolution , we two rose , There ...
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... star , thy guide , Shines in those tremulous eyes that fill with tears To hear me ? Let me go : take back thy gift ... stars , and the wild team Which love thee , yearning for thy yoke , arise , And shake the darkness from their loosen'd ...
... star , thy guide , Shines in those tremulous eyes that fill with tears To hear me ? Let me go : take back thy gift ... stars , and the wild team Which love thee , yearning for thy yoke , arise , And shake the darkness from their loosen'd ...
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... star upon the sparkling spire ; And come , for Love is of the valley , come , For Love is of the valley , come thou down And find him ; by the happy threshold , he , Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize , Or red with spirted purple ...
... star upon the sparkling spire ; And come , for Love is of the valley , come , For Love is of the valley , come thou down And find him ; by the happy threshold , he , Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize , Or red with spirted purple ...
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BABETTE Bassarid beneath birds Born breast breath bright brow CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI dark dead death deep doth dream Drowsietown earth eyes face faint fair fear feet fire flowers Godmar golden grass green grow hair hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hill hounds of spring Jehane King kiss laughed leave light lips live morn murmur night nightingale o'er Ozana pain pale powers of Pain rain rest RICHARD WATSON DIXON ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN rose round shadows shining shore silent sing SIR BORS sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound stars stood stream strive strong sundew sweet thee THEOPHILE MARZIALS thine things THOMAS WOOLNER thought thro To-morrow turn turn'd unto VIEUXBOIS Vizier voice vrom wake waves weep WILLIAM JOHN COURTHOPE Wilt thou wind wings
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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!