British Poets of the Nineteenth Century: Poems by Wordsworth, Coleridge, Scott, Byron, Shelley, Keats, Landor, Tennyson, Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Robert Browning, Clough, Arnold, Rossetti, Morris, SwinburneCurtis Hidden Page |
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... arms to form a circling bower , I well remember . - He was one who owned No common soul . In youth by science nursed , And led by nature into a wild scene Of lofty hopes , he to the world went forth A favored Being , knowing no desire ...
... arms to form a circling bower , I well remember . - He was one who owned No common soul . In youth by science nursed , And led by nature into a wild scene Of lofty hopes , he to the world went forth A favored Being , knowing no desire ...
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... arms , dread Power ! around them cast . Serene will be our days and bright , And happy will our nature be , When love is an unerring light , And joy its own security . And they a blissful course may hold Even now , who , not unwisely ...
... arms , dread Power ! around them cast . Serene will be our days and bright , And happy will our nature be , When love is an unerring light , And joy its own security . And they a blissful course may hold Even now , who , not unwisely ...
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... arms , And clustered round the mast ; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths , And from their bodies passed . Around , around , flew each sweet sound , Then darted to the Sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again , Now mixed , now ...
... arms , And clustered round the mast ; Sweet sounds rose slowly through their mouths , And from their bodies passed . Around , around , flew each sweet sound , Then darted to the Sun ; Slowly the sounds came back again , Now mixed , now ...
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... arms beneath her cloak , And stole to the other side of the oak . What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright , Drest in a silken robe of white , That shadowy in the moonlight shone : The neck that made the white robe wan , Her ...
... arms beneath her cloak , And stole to the other side of the oak . What sees she there ? There she sees a damsel bright , Drest in a silken robe of white , That shadowy in the moonlight shone : The neck that made the white robe wan , Her ...
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... arms the maid she took , Ah wel - a - day ! And with low voice and doleful look These words did say : " In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell , Which is lord of thy utterance , Christa- bel ! Thou knowest to - night , and ...
... arms the maid she took , Ah wel - a - day ! And with low voice and doleful look These words did say : " In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell , Which is lord of thy utterance , Christa- bel ! Thou knowest to - night , and ...
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arms art thou Balder beauty beneath breast breath bright brow cheek cloud dark dead dear death deep Demogorgon dost doth DOWDEN dream earth Elizabeth Barrett Browning eyes face fair fear feel flowers gaze golden grave hair hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Hermod hill hope hour Iphigeneia John Keats King kiss lady Lady of Shalott land leave light lips live look Lord Lord Byron Love's Marmion Matthew Arnold Menelaus moon morning mother mountain never night o'er once Oxus pain pale Panthea pass poem Poets Prometheus Robert Browning rose round Schoeneus Semichorus shade shadow silent sing sleep smile song soul sound spirit stars stood stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought thro voice wandering waves weep wild William Morris wind wings words youth
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Page 510 - Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more ; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife ; Ring in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws. Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless...
Page 604 - for Aix is in sight!" " How they'll greet us !" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Page 187 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
Page 345 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground ! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know,...
Page 604 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track ; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance ! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. By Hasselt, Dirck groaned ; and cried Joris, ' Stay spur ! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Page 293 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Page 374 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never done With his delights ; for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
Page 658 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that he heard it once: we shall hear it by and by.
Page 763 - The sea is calm to-night. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits;— on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night-air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanch'd land, Listen!
Page 343 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The Spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.