PoemsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1853 - 248 |
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Strona viii
... painful , not tragic ; the representation of them in poetry is painful also . To this class of situations , poetically faulty as it appears to me , that of Empedocles , as I have en- deavoured to represent him , belongs ; and I have ...
... painful , not tragic ; the representation of them in poetry is painful also . To this class of situations , poetically faulty as it appears to me , that of Empedocles , as I have en- deavoured to represent him , belongs ; and I have ...
Strona 30
... cry was that , most like the roar Of some pain'd desert lion , who all day Has trail'd the hunter's javelin in his side , And comes at night to die upon the sand : : - The two hosts heard that cry , and quak'd for 30 SOHRAB AND RUSTUM .
... cry was that , most like the roar Of some pain'd desert lion , who all day Has trail'd the hunter's javelin in his side , And comes at night to die upon the sand : : - The two hosts heard that cry , and quak'd for 30 SOHRAB AND RUSTUM .
Strona 64
... pain ! O Wanderer from a Grecian shore , Still , after many years , in distant lands , Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd brain That wild , unquench'd , deep - sunken , old - world pain- Say , will it never heal ? And can this fragrant ...
... pain ! O Wanderer from a Grecian shore , Still , after many years , in distant lands , Still nourishing in thy bewilder'd brain That wild , unquench'd , deep - sunken , old - world pain- Say , will it never heal ? And can this fragrant ...
Strona 65
... , and the high Cephissian vale ? Listen , Eugenia — How thick the bursts come crowding through the leaves ! Again - thou hearest ! Eternal Passion ! Eternal Pain ! F THE STRAYED REVELLER THE STRAYED REVELLER . The Portico of PHILOMELA . 65.
... , and the high Cephissian vale ? Listen , Eugenia — How thick the bursts come crowding through the leaves ! Again - thou hearest ! Eternal Passion ! Eternal Pain ! F THE STRAYED REVELLER THE STRAYED REVELLER . The Portico of PHILOMELA . 65.
Strona 81
... pain ! They too can see Tiresias : but the Gods , Who give them vision , Added this law : That they should bear too His groping blindness , His dark foreboding , His scorn'd white hairs . Bear Hera's anger G Through a life lengthen'd To ...
... pain ! They too can see Tiresias : but the Gods , Who give them vision , Added this law : That they should bear too His groping blindness , His dark foreboding , His scorn'd white hairs . Bear Hera's anger G Through a life lengthen'd To ...
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Strona 161 - THE FORSAKEN MERMAN Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below! Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great winds shoreward blow, Now the salt tides seaward flow; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray. Children dear, let us away! This way, this way! Call her once before you go — Call once yet! In a voice that she will know: "Margaret! Margaret!
Strona 220 - OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the...
Strona 166 - For the priest, and the bell, and the holy well— For the wheel where I spun, And the blessed light of the sun!
Strona 211 - For early didst thou leave the world, with powers Fresh, undiverted to the world without, Firm to their mark, not spent on other things; Free from the sick fatigue, the languid doubt, Which much to have tried, in much been baffled, brings.
Strona 230 - WE cannot kindle when we will The fire that in the heart resides, The spirit bloweth and is still, In mystery our soul abides : But tasks in hours of insight will'd Can be through hours of gloom fulfill'd.
Strona 168 - On the blanched sands a gloom ; Up the still, glistening beaches, Up the creeks we will hie, Over banks of bright sea-weed The ebb-tide leaves dry.
Strona 215 - And snatch'd his rudder, and shook out more sail, And day and night held on indignantly O'er the blue Midland waters with the gale...
Strona x - Those, certainly, which most powerfully appeal to the great primary human affections : to those elementary feelings which subsist permanently in the race, and which are independent of time.
Strona 47 - Flow'd with the stream ; — all down his cold white side The crimson torrent ran, dim now and soil'd...
Strona 38 - And he desired to draw forth the steel, And let the blood flow free, and so to die — But first he would convince his stubborn foe ; And, rising sternly on one arm, he said : — * Man, who art thou who dost deny my words ? Truth sits upon the lips of dying men, And falsehood, while I lived, was far from mine.