Poems, Tom 2Ticknor, Reed, and Fields, 1853 |
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Strona 11
... touch is something coarse , But I believe she wept . XLII . " Then flushed her cheek with rosy light , She glanced across the plain ; But not a creature was in sight : XLIII . " Her kisses were so close and kind She kissed me once again ...
... touch is something coarse , But I believe she wept . XLII . " Then flushed her cheek with rosy light , She glanced across the plain ; But not a creature was in sight : XLIII . " Her kisses were so close and kind She kissed me once again ...
Strona 12
... touch may press The maiden's tender palm . XLVI . " I , rooted here among the groves , But languidly adjust My vapid vegetable loves XLVII . " For ah ! the Dryad - days With anthers and with dust : 12 THE TALKING OAK .
... touch may press The maiden's tender palm . XLVI . " I , rooted here among the groves , But languidly adjust My vapid vegetable loves XLVII . " For ah ! the Dryad - days With anthers and with dust : 12 THE TALKING OAK .
Strona 32
... will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles , And see the great Achilles , whom we knew . We are not now that strength which in old days Though much is taken , much abides ; and though 32 ULYSSES . 38.
... will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles , And see the great Achilles , whom we knew . We are not now that strength which in old days Though much is taken , much abides ; and though 32 ULYSSES . 38.
Strona 37
... touching of the lips . O my cousin , shallow - hearted ! O my Amy , mine no more ! O the dreary , dreary moorland ! O the barren , barren shore ! Falser than all fancy fathoms , falser than all songs have sung , Puppet to a father's ...
... touching of the lips . O my cousin , shallow - hearted ! O my Amy , mine no more ! O the dreary , dreary moorland ! O the barren , barren shore ! Falser than all fancy fathoms , falser than all songs have sung , Puppet to a father's ...
Strona 38
... touch him with thy lighter thought . He will answer to the purpose , easy things to under- stand - Better thou wert dead before me , though I slew thee Better thou and I were lying , hidden from the with my hand ! 38 LOCKSLEY HALL .
... touch him with thy lighter thought . He will answer to the purpose , easy things to under- stand - Better thou wert dead before me , though I slew thee Better thou and I were lying , hidden from the with my hand ! 38 LOCKSLEY HALL .
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Strona 37 - Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Strona 117 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon ; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon ; Father will come to his babe in the nest, Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep,...
Strona 44 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the- world, and all the wonder that would be...
Strona 31 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, ^ Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Strona 49 - I, to herd with narrow foreheads, vacant of our glorious gains, Like a beast with lower pleasures, like a beast with lower pains! Mated with a squalid savage - what to me were sun or clime? I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time I that rather held it better men should perish one by one.
Strona 45 - In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Strona 35 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Strona 46 - Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.
Strona 36 - Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be for one so young, And her eyes on all my motions with a mute observance hung. And I said, 'My cousin Amy, speak, and speak the truth to me, Trust me, cousin, all the current of my being sets to thee.
Strona 89 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.