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Page 14478
... face , Had strook the prince with wonder and dismay , Changed his cheer and cleared his moody grace , That had her eyes disposed their looks to play , The king had snarèd been in love's strong lace : By wayward beauty doth not fancy ...
... face , Had strook the prince with wonder and dismay , Changed his cheer and cleared his moody grace , That had her eyes disposed their looks to play , The king had snarèd been in love's strong lace : By wayward beauty doth not fancy ...
Page 14498
... face , And lost therewith his speech and moving quite , Of woeful knowledge ! Ah , unhappy sight ! He died not , but all his strength unites , And to his virtues gave his heart in guard ; Bridling his grief , with water he requites The ...
... face , And lost therewith his speech and moving quite , Of woeful knowledge ! Ah , unhappy sight ! He died not , but all his strength unites , And to his virtues gave his heart in guard ; Bridling his grief , with water he requites The ...
Page 14499
... , and kept those waters sheen ; Like theirs her face , her voice was , and her sound : And thus she sung , and pleased both skies and ground : — " Ye happy youths , whom April fresh and May TORQUATO TASSO 14499 Armida Ensnares Rinaldo.
... , and kept those waters sheen ; Like theirs her face , her voice was , and her sound : And thus she sung , and pleased both skies and ground : — " Ye happy youths , whom April fresh and May TORQUATO TASSO 14499 Armida Ensnares Rinaldo.
Page 14500
... face awhile , And saw how sweet he breathed , how still he lay , How his fair eyes though closed seem to smile , At first she stayed , astound with great dismay ; Then sat her down ( so love can art beguile ) , And as she sat and looked ...
... face awhile , And saw how sweet he breathed , how still he lay , How his fair eyes though closed seem to smile , At first she stayed , astound with great dismay ; Then sat her down ( so love can art beguile ) , And as she sat and looked ...
Page 14503
... face her amber tresses fall , Whereunder love himself in ambush placed : At last she warbled forth a treble small , And with sweet looks her sweet songs interlaced : " O happy men ! that have the grace " ( quoth she ) " This bliss ...
... face her amber tresses fall , Whereunder love himself in ambush placed : At last she warbled forth a treble small , And with sweet looks her sweet songs interlaced : " O happy men ! that have the grace " ( quoth she ) " This bliss ...
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Page 14637 - SUNSET and evening star. And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea. But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home.
Page 14617 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 14597 - Of all the western stars until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides, and tho...
Page 14616 - That each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet. Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet; And we shall sit at endless feast, Enjoying each the other's good.
Page 14626 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.
Page 14602 - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind.
Page 14587 - Camelot ; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro...
Page 14590 - Did she look to Camelot. And at the closing of the day She loosed the chain, and down she lay ; The broad stream bore her far away, The Lady of Shalott. Lying, robed in snowy white That loosely flew to left and right— The leaves upon her falling light — Thro...
Page 14614 - Stormed at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred. IV Flashed all their sabres bare, Flashed as they turned in air. Sabring the gunners there...
Page 14720 - This Bouillabaisse a noble dish is — A sort of soup or broth, or brew, Or hotchpotch of all sorts of fishes, That Greenwich never could outdo ; Green herbs, red peppers, mussels, saffron, Soles, onions, garlic, roach, and dace : All these you eat at TERRA'S tavern, In that one dish of Bouillabaisse.