Maud: And Other PoemsE. Moxon, 1859 - 168 |
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Strona 62
... heart , I feel with thee the drowsy spell . My bride to be , my evermore delight , My own heart's heart and ownest own farewell ; It is but for a little space I go : And ye meanwhile far over moor and fell Beat to 62 MAUD .
... heart , I feel with thee the drowsy spell . My bride to be , my evermore delight , My own heart's heart and ownest own farewell ; It is but for a little space I go : And ye meanwhile far over moor and fell Beat to 62 MAUD .
Strona 75
... at the Hall , My Maud has sent it by thee ( If I read her sweet will right ) On a blushing mission to me , Saying in odour and colour , ' Ah , be Among the roses to - night . ' XXII . 1 . COME into the garden , Maud MAUD . 75.
... at the Hall , My Maud has sent it by thee ( If I read her sweet will right ) On a blushing mission to me , Saying in odour and colour , ' Ah , be Among the roses to - night . ' XXII . 1 . COME into the garden , Maud MAUD . 75.
Strona 79
... promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake , They sigh'd for the dawn and thee . 9 . Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls , Come hither , the dances are done , In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls , Queen MAUD . 79.
... promise to me ; The lilies and roses were all awake , They sigh'd for the dawn and thee . 9 . Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls , Come hither , the dances are done , In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls , Queen MAUD . 79.
Strona 87
... how to forgive : Arise , my God , and strike , for we hold Thee just , Strike dead the whole weak race of venomous worms , That sting each other here in the dust ; We are not worthy to live . II . 1 . SEE what a lovely shell , MAUD . 87.
... how to forgive : Arise , my God , and strike , for we hold Thee just , Strike dead the whole weak race of venomous worms , That sting each other here in the dust ; We are not worthy to live . II . 1 . SEE what a lovely shell , MAUD . 87.
Strona 94
... thee why Thou canst not understand That thou art left for ever alone : Courage , poor stupid heart of stone . - Or if I ask thee why , Care not thou to reply : She is but dead , and the time is at hand When thou shalt more than die . IV ...
... thee why Thou canst not understand That thou art left for ever alone : Courage , poor stupid heart of stone . - Or if I ask thee why , Care not thou to reply : She is but dead , and the time is at hand When thou shalt more than die . IV ...
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ask'd babble bailiff beat beauty bell be toll'd blood Blush bow'd breath Breton brimming river brook brother bury Cannon cheat cold crush'd dance dark dead dear delight dream DUKE OF WELLINGTON dust echo evermore eyes fair father feet flash'd flow To join garden glimmer gloom glory golden gone grave half Hall hand happy happy day head hear heart heart of stone Heaven high Hall-garden honour join the brimming Katie land lichen Light Brigade lilies Lombard look'd lord love go madness marriage Maud meadow moor Mourn never night o'er passionate peace people's voice Philip poison'd poor pride rings rivulet Rode the six rose Rosy rough but kind round seem'd shadow shining sick sighs silent six hundred smile sorrow spleen stood sunny sweet talk thee thing thou thought thro turn'd vext walks watch and ward weep WHITEFRIARS wood
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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.