The Lovers of Gudrun: A PoemRoberts brothers, 1870 - 1 |
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Acrisius Admetus adown Alcestis anigh Atalanta awhile Bathstead beauty behold belike bitter bliss Bodli Thorleikson bright brought cast Chaucer coif cried Cupid and Psyche dead Death of Jason deemed delight dream drew e'en earth Earthly Paradise enow eyes face fair fame fear fell gazed Gizur gray grew Gudrun Guest hall hand hate hear heard heart Herdholt Iceland Kiartan king knew lips look midst Morris Morris's nameless city naught neath nigh Norway o'er Ogier the Dane Olaf once Ospak Oswif pain pale pass poem poet poetry Pygmalion Refna round scarce seemed shalt shame silent smile soul spake stood story strange sweet sword tale tell thee therewith Thickwood thine things thou art thought told trembling turned twain twixt unto voice wanderers weary wend WILLIAM MORRIS wise withal word
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Strona 10 - From us poor singers of an empty day. Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time, Why should I strive to set the crooked straight ? Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme Beats with light wing against the ivory gate, Telling a tale not too importunate To those who in the sleepy region stay, Lulled by the singer of an empty day.
Strona 29 - FORGET six counties overhung with smoke, Forget the snorting steam and piston stroke, Forget the spreading of the hideous town ; Think rather of the pack-horse on the down, And dream of London, small, and white, and clean, The clear Thames bordered by its gardens green...
Strona 18 - Who strive to build a shadowy isle of bliss Midmost the beating of the steely sea, Where tossed about all hearts of men must be ; Whose ravening monsters mighty men shall slay, Not the poor singer of an empty day.
Strona 10 - Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing, I cannot ease the burden of your fears, Or make quick-coming death a little thing, Or bring again the pleasure of past years, Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I can say, The idle singer of an empty day.
Strona 20 - Besides, a long poem is a test of invention, which I take to be the Polar star of Poetry, as Fancy is the Sails — and Imagination the rudder. Did our great Poets ever write short Pieces? I mean in the shape of Tales — this same invention seems indeed of late years to have been forgotten as a Poetical excellence...
Strona 18 - Folk say, a wizard to a northern king At Christmas-tide such wondrous things did show, That through one window men beheld the spring, And through another saw the summer glow, And through a third the fruited vines a-row, While still, unheard, but in its wonted way, Piped the drear wind of that December day.
Strona 22 - But rather, when aweary of your mirth, From full hearts still unsatisfied ye sigh, And, feeling kindly unto all the earth, Grudge every minute as it passes by, Made the more mindful that the sweet days die — Remember me a little then I pray, The idle singer of an empty day. The heavy trouble, the bewildering care That weighs us down who live and earn our bread...
Strona 11 - That through one window men beheld the spring, And through another saw the summer glow, And through a third the fruited vines a-row While still unheard, but in its wonted way, Piped the drear wind of that December day. So with this Earthly Paradise it is, If ye will read aright, and pardon me, Who strive to build a shadowy isle of bliss Midmost the beating of the steely sea...
Strona 29 - Think rather of the pack-horse on the down, And dream of London, small, and white, and clean, The clear Thames bordered by its gardens green; Think, that below bridge the green lapping waves Smite some few keels that bear Levantine staves, Cut from the yew wood on the burnt-up hill, And pointed jars that Greek hands toiled to fill, And treasured scanty spice from some far sea, Florence gold cloth, and Ypres napery, And cloth of Bruges, and hogsheads of Guienne; While nigh the thronged wharf Geoffrey...
Strona 29 - CERTAIN gentlemen and mariners of Norway, having considered all that they had heard of the Earthly Paradise, set sail to find it, and after many troubles and the lapse of many years came old men to some Western land, of which they had never before heard : there they died, when they had dwelt there certain years, much honoured of the strange people.