Maud: And Other PoemsE. Moxon, 1859 - 168 |
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... fatter game on the moor ; she will let me alone . Thanks , for the fiend best knows whether woman or man be the worse . I will bury myself in my books , and the Devil may pipe to his own . II . LONG have I sigh'd for a calm : 10 MAUD .
... fatter game on the moor ; she will let me alone . Thanks , for the fiend best knows whether woman or man be the worse . I will bury myself in my books , and the Devil may pipe to his own . II . LONG have I sigh'd for a calm : 10 MAUD .
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And Other Poems Alfred Tennyson. II . LONG have I sigh'd for a calm : God grant I may find it at last ! It will never be broken by Maud , she has neither savour nor salt , But a cold and clear - cut face , as I found when her carriage ...
And Other Poems Alfred Tennyson. II . LONG have I sigh'd for a calm : God grant I may find it at last ! It will never be broken by Maud , she has neither savour nor salt , But a cold and clear - cut face , as I found when her carriage ...
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... no longer The snowy - banded , dilettante , Delicate - handed priest intone ; And thought , is it pride , and mused and sigh'd ' No surely , now it cannot be pride . ' D IX . I was walking a mile , More than MAUD . 33.
... no longer The snowy - banded , dilettante , Delicate - handed priest intone ; And thought , is it pride , and mused and sigh'd ' No surely , now it cannot be pride . ' D IX . I was walking a mile , More than MAUD . 33.
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... sighing for Lebanon In the long breeze that streams to thy delicious East , Sighing for Lebanon , Dark cedar , tho ' thy limbs have here increased , Upon a pastoral slope as fair , And looking to the South , and fed With honey'd rain ...
... sighing for Lebanon In the long breeze that streams to thy delicious East , Sighing for Lebanon , Dark cedar , tho ' thy limbs have here increased , Upon a pastoral slope as fair , And looking to the South , and fed With honey'd rain ...
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... I caught her with eyes all wet , Shaking her head at her son and sighing A world of trouble within ! 4 . And Maud too , Maud was moved To speak of the mother she loved F As one scarce less forlorn , Dying abroad and it MAUD . 65.
... I caught her with eyes all wet , Shaking her head at her son and sighing A world of trouble within ! 4 . And Maud too , Maud was moved To speak of the mother she loved F As one scarce less forlorn , Dying abroad and it MAUD . 65.
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Strona 167 - Storm'd at with shot and shell, Boldly they rode and well, Into the jaws of Death, Into the mouth of Hell Rode the six hundred. Flash'd all their sabres bare, Flash'd as they turn'd in air, Sabring the gunners there, Charging an army while All the world wonder'd: Plunged in the battery-smoke Right thro' the line they broke; Cossack and Russian Reel'd from the sabre-stroke Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Strona 140 - Who is he that cometh, like an honour'd guest, With banner and with music, with soldier and with priest, With a nation weeping, and breaking on my rest ? Mighty Seaman, this is he Was great by land as thou by sea. Thine island loves thee well, thou famous man, The greatest sailor since our world began. Now, to the roll of muffled drums, To thee the greatest soldier comes ; For this is he Was great by land as thou by sea...
Strona 147 - Are close upon the shining table-lands To which our God Himself is moon and sun. Such was he : his work is done : But while the races of mankind endure, Let his great example stand Colossal, seen of every land, And keep the soldier firm, the statesman pure ; Till in all lands and thro...
Strona 96 - A shadow flits before me, Not thou, but like to thee: Ah Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us, What and where they be.
Strona 117 - I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Strona 77 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Strona 137 - O friends, our chief state-oracle is mute: Mourn for the man of long-enduring blood, The statesman-warrior, moderate, resolute, Whole in himself, a common good.
Strona 136 - Where shall we lay the man whom we deplore ? Here, in streaming London's central roar. Let the sound of those he wrought for, And the feet of those he fought for, Echo round his bones for evermore.
Strona 81 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Strona 80 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.