Maud, and Other PoemsStrahan, 1870 - 170 |
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... Till the filthy by - lane rings to the yell of the trampled wife , And chalk and alum and plaster are sold to the poor for bread , And the spirit of murder works in the very means of life , 11 . And Sleep must lie down arm'd , for the ...
... Till the filthy by - lane rings to the yell of the trampled wife , And chalk and alum and plaster are sold to the poor for bread , And the spirit of murder works in the very means of life , 11 . And Sleep must lie down arm'd , for the ...
Strona 8
... - decker out of the foam , That the smooth - faced snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and till , And strike , if he could , were it but with his cheating yardwand , home . 14 . What ! am I raging alone as my MAUD . 7.
... - decker out of the foam , That the smooth - faced snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and till , And strike , if he could , were it but with his cheating yardwand , home . 14 . What ! am I raging alone as my MAUD . 7.
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... till I could bear it no more , But arose , and all by myself in my own dark garden ground , Listening now to the tide in its broad - flung ship- wrecking roar , Now to the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd down by the wave , Walk'd in ...
... till I could bear it no more , But arose , and all by myself in my own dark garden ground , Listening now to the tide in its broad - flung ship- wrecking roar , Now to the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd down by the wave , Walk'd in ...
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... Till I well could weep for a time so sordid and mean , And myself so languid and base . Silence , beautiful voice ! 3 . Be still , for you only trouble the mind With a joy in which I cannot rejoice , A glory I shall not find . Still ! I ...
... Till I well could weep for a time so sordid and mean , And myself so languid and base . Silence , beautiful voice ! 3 . Be still , for you only trouble the mind With a joy in which I cannot rejoice , A glory I shall not find . Still ! I ...
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... Till at last when the morning came In a cloud , it faded , and seems But an ashen - gray delight . 4 . What if with her sunny hair , And smile as sunny as cold , She meant to weave me a snare Of some coquettish deceit , Cleopatra - like ...
... Till at last when the morning came In a cloud , it faded , and seems But an ashen - gray delight . 4 . What if with her sunny hair , And smile as sunny as cold , She meant to weave me a snare Of some coquettish deceit , Cleopatra - like ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON babble bailiff beat beauty blood Blush bow'd breath Breton brimming river brook brother Cannon cheat child cold Crown 8vo crush'd dance dark dead dear Death delight Demy 8vo dream DUKE OF WELLINGTON earth Edition evermore eyes F. D. MAURICE fair father feet flash'd flow To join garden glimmer gloom glory golden gone grave Hall hand happy happy day head hear heart heart of stone Heaven honour Illustrations join the brimming Katie land LIGHT BRIGADE lilies look'd lord LUDGATE HILL Maud meadow MILLAIS moor night o'er passionate peace people's voice Philip POEMS POET LAUREATE poison'd poor Post 8vo rings Rode the six rose round seem'd shadow shining sighs silent six hundred Small 8vo smile Square 32m0 stood STRAHAN sweet talk thee thing THOMAS GUTHRIE thou thought thro turn'd vext vols walks weep wood