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... , to beat the ground ; Than that the victor Hours should scorn The long result of love , and boast : " Behold the man that loved and lost , But all he was is overworn . " II . OLD Yew , which graspest at the stones 7.
... , to beat the ground ; Than that the victor Hours should scorn The long result of love , and boast : " Behold the man that loved and lost , But all he was is overworn . " II . OLD Yew , which graspest at the stones 7.
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... hour to please him well ; Who mused on all I had to tell , And something written , something thought ; Expecting still his advent home ; And ever met him on his way With wishes , thinking , here to - day , Or here to - morrow will he ...
... hour to please him well ; Who mused on all I had to tell , And something written , something thought ; Expecting still his advent home ; And ever met him on his way With wishes , thinking , here to - day , Or here to - morrow will he ...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. And forward dart again , and play About the prow , and back return To where the body sits , and learn , That I have been an hour away . XIII . TEARS of the widower , when he sees 25.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. And forward dart again , and play About the prow , and back return To where the body sits , and learn , That I have been an hour away . XIII . TEARS of the widower , when he sees 25.
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... that comes to constancy . " A third is wroth : " Is this an hour For private sorrow's barren song , When more and more the people throng The chairs and thrones of civil power ? " A time to sicken and to swoon , When 41.
... that comes to constancy . " A third is wroth : " Is this an hour For private sorrow's barren song , When more and more the people throng The chairs and thrones of civil power ? " A time to sicken and to swoon , When 41.
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... hour , O Love , I strive To keep so sweet a thing alive ? But I should turn mine ears and hear The moanings of the homeless sea , The sound of streams that swift or slow Draw down Æonian hills , and sow The dust of continents to be ...
... hour , O Love , I strive To keep so sweet a thing alive ? But I should turn mine ears and hear The moanings of the homeless sea , The sound of streams that swift or slow Draw down Æonian hills , and sow The dust of continents to be ...
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Strona 7 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Strona 73 - The baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Has never thought that 'this is I :' But as he grows he gathers much, And learns the use of 'I,' and 'me,' And finds 'I am not what I see, And other than the things I touch.
Strona 148 - There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
Strona 78 - Be near me when my light is low, When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick And tingle ; and the heart is sick, And all the wheels of Being slow.
Strona 23 - Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms and lessening towers, To mingle with the bounding main: Calm and deep peace in this wide air, These leaves that redden to the fall; And in my heart, if calm at all, If any calm, a calm despair: Calm on the seas, and silver sleep, And waves that sway themselves in rest, And dead calm in that noble breast Which heaves but with the heaving deep. XII. Lo, as a dove when up she springs To bear thro...
Strona 182 - Let her know her place ; She is the second, not the first. A higher hand must make her mild, If all be not in vain, and guide Her footsteps, moving side by side With Wisdom, like the younger child ; For she is earthly of the mind, But Wisdom heavenly of the soul.
Strona 206 - I seem in star and flower To feel thee some diffusive power, I do not therefore love thee less: My love involves the love before; My love is vaster passion now; Tho' mix'd with God and Nature thou, I seem to love thee more and more.
Strona 86 - Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath : I know no more.
Strona 107 - As sometimes in a dead man's face, To those that watch it more and more, A likeness hardly seen before Comes out, — to some one of his race : So, dearest, now thy brows are cold, I see thee what thou art, and know Thy likeness to the wise below, Thy kindred with the great of old.
Strona 22 - CALM is the morn without a sound, Calm as to suit a calmer grief, And only thro' the faded leaf The chestnut pattering to the ground : Calm and deep peace on this high wold, And on these dews that drench the furze, And all the silvery gossamers That twinkle into green and gold : Calm and still light on yon great plain That sweeps with all its autumn bowers, And crowded farms...