The Princess: A MedleyHenry S. King & Company, 1881 - 183 |
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... head , and sallying thro ' the gate , Had beat her foes with slaughter from her walls . “ O miracle of women , ” said the book , " O noble heart who , being strait - besieged By this wild king to force her to his wish , Nor bent , nor ...
... head , and sallying thro ' the gate , Had beat her foes with slaughter from her walls . “ O miracle of women , ” said the book , " O noble heart who , being strait - besieged By this wild king to force her to his wish , Nor bent , nor ...
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... heads : The patient leaders of their Institute Taught them with facts . One rear'd a font of stone And drew , from butts of water on the slope , The fountain of the moment , playing , now A twisted snake , and now a rain of pearls , Or ...
... heads : The patient leaders of their Institute Taught them with facts . One rear'd a font of stone And drew , from butts of water on the slope , The fountain of the moment , playing , now A twisted snake , and now a rain of pearls , Or ...
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... heads I saw The feudal warrior lady - clad ; which brought My book to mini : and opening this I read Of old Sir Ralph a page or two that rang With tilt and tourney ; then the tale of her That drove her foes with slaughter from her walls ...
... heads I saw The feudal warrior lady - clad ; which brought My book to mini : and opening this I read Of old Sir Ralph a page or two that rang With tilt and tourney ; then the tale of her That drove her foes with slaughter from her walls ...
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... head ( she lay Beside him ) " lives there such a woman now ? " Quick answer'd Lilia “ There are thousands now Such women , but convention beats them down : It is but bringing up ; no more than that : You men have done it : how I hate ...
... head ( she lay Beside him ) " lives there such a woman now ? " Quick answer'd Lilia “ There are thousands now Such women , but convention beats them down : It is but bringing up ; no more than that : You men have done it : how I hate ...
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... head cane , And paw'd his beard , and mutter'd " catalepsy . " My mother pitying made a thousand prayers ; My mother was as mild as any saint , Half - canonized by all that look'd on her , So gracious was her tact and tenderness : But ...
... head cane , And paw'd his beard , and mutter'd " catalepsy . " My mother pitying made a thousand prayers ; My mother was as mild as any saint , Half - canonized by all that look'd on her , So gracious was her tact and tenderness : But ...
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Strona 187 - Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow; The man be more of woman, she of man; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world; She, mental breadth ; nor fail in childward care, ; Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto noble words...
Strona 82 - ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Strona 83 - On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Strona 171 - I strove against the stream and all in vain : Let the great river take me to the main : No more, dear love, for at a touch I yield ; Ask me no more.
Strona 183 - Nor wilt thou snare him in the white ravine, Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice. That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls To roll the torrent out of dusky doors: But follow ; let the torrent dance thee down To find him in the valley; let the wild Lean-headed Eagles yelp alone, and leave The monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air: So waste not thou; but come; for all the vales Await thee; azure pillars...
Strona 184 - ... monstrous ledges there to slope, and spill Their thousand wreaths of dangling water-smoke, That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
Strona 85 - O Swallow, Swallow, flying, flying South, Fly to her, and fall upon her gilded eaves, And tell her, tell her, what I tell to thee. "O...
Strona 36 - This world was once a fluid haze of light, Till toward the centre set the starry tides, And eddied into suns, that wheeling cast The planets...
Strona 79 - The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory.
Strona 82 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.