PoemsE. Moxon, 1857 - 388 pages |
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... 338 ODE AUTUMN 344 · • SONG . FOR MUSIC BALLAD 347 348 HYMN TO THE SUN 350 TO A COLD BEAUTY 352 RUTH 354 THE SEA OF DEATH . A FRAGMENT 355 AUTUMN 357 BALLAD 358 PAGE " ¡ REMEMBER , I REMEMBER 359 BALLAD THE CONTENTS . ix.
... 338 ODE AUTUMN 344 · • SONG . FOR MUSIC BALLAD 347 348 HYMN TO THE SUN 350 TO A COLD BEAUTY 352 RUTH 354 THE SEA OF DEATH . A FRAGMENT 355 AUTUMN 357 BALLAD 358 PAGE " ¡ REMEMBER , I REMEMBER 359 BALLAD THE CONTENTS . ix.
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... cold : Now here , said I , this man shall die , And I will have his gold ! " Two sudden blows with a ragged stick , And one with a heavy stone , One hurried gash with a hasty knife , - And then the deed was done : There was nothing ...
... cold : Now here , said I , this man shall die , And I will have his gold ! " Two sudden blows with a ragged stick , And one with a heavy stone , One hurried gash with a hasty knife , - And then the deed was done : There was nothing ...
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... sleep The urchin eyelids kiss'd , Two stern - faced men set out from Lynn , Through the cold and heavy mist ; And Eugene Aram walk'd between , With gyves upon his wrist . • THE ELM TREE : A DREAM IN THE WOODS . 8 THE DREAM OF EUGENE ARAM .
... sleep The urchin eyelids kiss'd , Two stern - faced men set out from Lynn , Through the cold and heavy mist ; And Eugene Aram walk'd between , With gyves upon his wrist . • THE ELM TREE : A DREAM IN THE WOODS . 8 THE DREAM OF EUGENE ARAM .
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... cold , From sapling youth To virile growth , And Age's rigid mould , His energetic axe hath rung Within that Forest old . Aloft , upon his poising steel The vivid sunbeams glance- About his head and round his feet The forest shadows ...
... cold , From sapling youth To virile growth , And Age's rigid mould , His energetic axe hath rung Within that Forest old . Aloft , upon his poising steel The vivid sunbeams glance- About his head and round his feet The forest shadows ...
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... cold , And draws a shorter breath- An universal panic owns The dread approach of DEATH ! With silent pace , as shadows come , And dark as shadows be , The grisly Phantom takes his stand Beside the fallen Tree , And scans it with his ...
... cold , And draws a shorter breath- An universal panic owns The dread approach of DEATH ! With silent pace , as shadows come , And dark as shadows be , The grisly Phantom takes his stand Beside the fallen Tree , And scans it with his ...
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Page 45 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch — stitch — stitch ! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, — Would that its tone could reach the Rich ! She sang this " Song of the Shirt !
Page 42 - Loop up her tresses Escaped from the comb, Her fair auburn tresses; Whilst wonderment guesses, Where was her home ? Who was her father? Who was her mother? Had she a sister? Had she a brother?
Page 47 - Work — work — work ! In the dull December light, And work — work — work! When the weather is warm and bright — While underneath the eaves The brooding swallows cling, As if to show me their sunny backs And twit me with the Spring.
Page 41 - One more unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! 'Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; Fashioned so slenderly, Young, and so fair! "Look at her garments Clinging like cerements; Whilst the wave constantly Drips from her clothing; Take her up instantly, Loving, not loathing. "Touch her not scornfully; Think of her mournfully, Gently and humanly; Not of the stains of her,— All that remains...
Page 32 - O'er all there hung a shadow and a fear ; A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted!
Page xiii - All night I lay in agony, From weary chime to chime; With one besetting horrid hint That racked me all the time — A mighty yearning, like the first Fierce impulse unto crime — "One stern tyrannic thought, that made All other thoughts its slave! Stronger and stronger every pulse Did that temptation crave — Still urging me to go and see The dead man in his grave!
Page 177 - Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould ; Price of many a crime untold ; Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold...
Page 31 - For over all there hung a cloud of fear, A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted I PART II.
Page xiii - His hat was off, his vest apart, To catch heaven's blessed breeze; For a burning thought was in his brow, And his bosom ill at ease: So he leaned his head on his hands, and read The book between his knees.
Page 386 - THERE is a silence where hath been no sound, There is a silence where no sound may be, In the cold grave — under the deep, deep sea, Or in wide desert where no life is found, Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound ; No voice is hushed — no life treads silently, But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free, That never spoke, over the idle ground : But in green ruins, in the desolate walls Of antique palaces, where Man hath been, Though the dun fox, or wild...