The princess. With illustr. from drawings by D. Maclise |
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... maiden Aunt Took this fair day for text , and from it preach'd An universal culture for the crowd , And all things great ; but we , unworthier , told Of college he had climb'd across the spikes , And he had squeezed himself betwixt the ...
... maiden Aunt Took this fair day for text , and from it preach'd An universal culture for the crowd , And all things great ; but we , unworthier , told Of college he had climb'd across the spikes , And he had squeezed himself betwixt the ...
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... maiden Aunt . ' Why not a summer's as a winter's tale ? A tale for summer as befits the time , And something it should be to suit the place , Heroic , for a hero lies beneath , Grave , solemn ! ' Walter warp'd his mouth at this To ...
... maiden Aunt . ' Why not a summer's as a winter's tale ? A tale for summer as befits the time , And something it should be to suit the place , Heroic , for a hero lies beneath , Grave , solemn ! ' Walter warp'd his mouth at this To ...
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... maiden fancies ; loved to live alone Among her women ; certain , would not wed . That morning in the presence room I stood With Cyril and with Florian , my two friends : The first , a gentleman of broken means ( His father's fault ) but ...
... maiden fancies ; loved to live alone Among her women ; certain , would not wed . That morning in the presence room I stood With Cyril and with Florian , my two friends : The first , a gentleman of broken means ( His father's fault ) but ...
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... maiden fancies dead In iron gauntlets : break the council up . ' But when the council broke , I rose and past Thro ' the wild woods that hung about the town ; Found a still place , and pluck'd her likeness out ; Laid it on flowers , and ...
... maiden fancies dead In iron gauntlets : break the council up . ' But when the council broke , I rose and past Thro ' the wild woods that hung about the town ; Found a still place , and pluck'd her likeness out ; Laid it on flowers , and ...
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... have Hard by your father's frontier : I said no , Yet being an easy man , gave it ; and there , All wild to found an University For maidens , on the spur she fled ; and more We know not , -only this : they see no A MEDLEY . 23.
... have Hard by your father's frontier : I said no , Yet being an easy man , gave it ; and there , All wild to found an University For maidens , on the spur she fled ; and more We know not , -only this : they see no A MEDLEY . 23.
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Strona 50 - 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...
Strona 74 - Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Strona 151 - That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
Strona 70 - Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Strona 76 - O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would pipe and trill, And cheep and twitter twenty million loves. " O were I thou that she might take me in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died.
Strona 138 - Ask me no more : the moon may draw the sea ; The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape, With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape ; But O too fond, when have I answer'd thee? Ask me no more.
Strona 73 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Strona 117 - Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee — Like summer tempest came her tears — " Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Strona 139 - Ask me no more. Ask me no more: what answer should I give? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye : Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die ! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live; Ask me no more.
Strona 73 - Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.