The Poetical Works of Alfred Tennyson, Poet Laureate, Etc: Complete in Two Volumes, Tom 2Ticknor and Fields, 1866 |
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... passion cannot move , Nor will it lessen from to - day ; But I'll have leave at times to play As with the creature of my love ; And set thee forth , for thou art mine , With so much hope for years to come , That , howsoe'er I know thee ...
... passion cannot move , Nor will it lessen from to - day ; But I'll have leave at times to play As with the creature of my love ; And set thee forth , for thou art mine , With so much hope for years to come , That , howsoe'er I know thee ...
Strona 45
... joy , But lives to wed an equal mind ; And breathes a novel world , the while His other passion wholly dies , Or in the light of deeper eyes Is matter for a flying smile . Yet feels , as in a pensive dream , When IN MEMORIAM . 15.
... joy , But lives to wed an equal mind ; And breathes a novel world , the while His other passion wholly dies , Or in the light of deeper eyes Is matter for a flying smile . Yet feels , as in a pensive dream , When IN MEMORIAM . 15.
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... mine own , The footsteps of his life in mine ; A life that all the Muses decked With gifts of grace that might express All comprehensive tenderness , All - subtilizing intellect And so my passion hath not swerved To works of.
... mine own , The footsteps of his life in mine ; A life that all the Muses decked With gifts of grace that might express All comprehensive tenderness , All - subtilizing intellect And so my passion hath not swerved To works of.
Strona 62
... passion in the grave : My old affection of the tomb , A part of stillness yearns to speak : " Arise , and get thee forth and seek A friendship for the years to come . " I watch thee from the quiet shore ; Thy 62 IN MEMORIAM .
... passion in the grave : My old affection of the tomb , A part of stillness yearns to speak : " Arise , and get thee forth and seek A friendship for the years to come . " I watch thee from the quiet shore ; Thy 62 IN MEMORIAM .
Strona 66
... passions meet , Whence radiate : fierce extremes employ Thy spirits in the darkening leaf . And in the midmost heart of grief Thy passion clasps a secret joy : And I , -my harp would prelude woe , - I cannot all command the strings ...
... passions meet , Whence radiate : fierce extremes employ Thy spirits in the darkening leaf . And in the midmost heart of grief Thy passion clasps a secret joy : And I , -my harp would prelude woe , - I cannot all command the strings ...
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Strona 94 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
Strona 82 - RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light ; The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, ' Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Strona 154 - I COME from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Strona 178 - Then they rode back, but not Not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon behind them Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, While horse and hero fell, They that had fought so well Came thro...
Strona 41 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Strona 5 - STRONG Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove; Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute ; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made.
Strona 83 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite ; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Strona 5 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be; They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Strona 37 - That each, who seems a separate whole, Should move his rounds, and fusing all The skirts of self again, should fall Remerging in the general Soul, Is faith as vague as all unsweet. Eternal form shall still divide The eternal soul from all beside; And I shall know him when we meet; And we shall sit at endless feast, Enjoying each the other's good.
Strona 46 - Who breaks his birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance, And grapples with his evil star...