Maud, and Other PoemsEdward Moxon, 1855 - 154 |
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Strona 69
... soul of the rose went into my blood , As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood , For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood , Our wood , that is dearer than all ; 7 . From ...
... soul of the rose went into my blood , As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood , For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood , Our wood , that is dearer than all ; 7 . From ...
Strona 73
... Hell brake out of thy rising sun , The fires of Hell and of Hate ; For she , sweet soul , had hardly spoken a word , When her brother ran in his rage to the gate , He came with the babe - faced lord ; Heap'd MAUD . 73.
... Hell brake out of thy rising sun , The fires of Hell and of Hate ; For she , sweet soul , had hardly spoken a word , When her brother ran in his rage to the gate , He came with the babe - faced lord ; Heap'd MAUD . 73.
Strona 83
... souls we loved , that they might tell us What and where they be . 4 . It leads me forth at evening , It lightly winds and steals In a cold white robe before me , When all my spirit reels At the shouts , the leagues of lights , And the ...
... souls we loved , that they might tell us What and where they be . 4 . It leads me forth at evening , It lightly winds and steals In a cold white robe before me , When all my spirit reels At the shouts , the leagues of lights , And the ...
Strona 88
... the faces that one meets , Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep , There to weep , and weep , and weep My whole soul out to thee . XXV . 1 . Doing Dead , long dead , 88 MAUD .
... the faces that one meets , Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep , There to weep , and weep , and weep My whole soul out to thee . XXV . 1 . Doing Dead , long dead , 88 MAUD .
Strona 93
... souls ! It is all used up for that . 7 . Tell him now she is standing here at my head ; : Not beautiful now , not even kind ; He may take her now ; for she never speaks her mind , But is ever the one thing silent here . She is not of us ...
... souls ! It is all used up for that . 7 . Tell him now she is standing here at my head ; : Not beautiful now , not even kind ; He may take her now ; for she never speaks her mind , But is ever the one thing silent here . She is not of us ...
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