Maud, and Other Poems
Edward Moxon, & Company, Dover Street., 1866 - 170
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ALFRED TENNYSON Author beat beauty blood breath brook brother CHARGE close cloth cold Coleridge's comes dark dead dear Death delight dream EDITION Edward Moxon English face fair fall fancy father fear feeling feet foolscap 8vo garden gilt glory gone grace grave grow half Hall hand happy head hear heard heart honour hour hundred Illustrated James July June Katie kind land late light lilies live looks lord Maud meet Messrs mind mother move never night once pass passionate peace Poems Poetical POETS poor Portrait Published Review rings rose round seems Selection shining sick silent smile spirit stood sweet Swinburne talk thee things thou thought thro Till true voice volume walks wood wrong
Strona 119 - 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 89 - The tiny cell is forlorn, Void of the little living will That made it stir on the shore. Did he stand at the diamond door Of his house in a rainbow frill ? Did he push, when he was uncurl'd, A golden foot or a fairy horn Thro...
Strona 78 - There is but one With whom she has heart to be gay. When will the dancers leave her alone ? She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day ; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
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 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 141 - Thro' the dome of the golden cross ; And the volleying cannon thunder his loss ; He knew their voices of old. For many a time in many a clime His...
Strona 119 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Strona 149 - The path of duty was the way to glory : He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
Strona 120 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Strona 126 - I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers ; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.