Maud, and Other PoemsKing, 1876 - 170 |
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Strona 8
... the silent thing that had made false haste to the grave- Wrapt in a cloak , as I saw him , and thought he would rise and speak And rave at the lie and the liar , ah God , as he used to rave . 16 . I am sick of the Hall and the 8 MAUD .
... the silent thing that had made false haste to the grave- Wrapt in a cloak , as I saw him , and thought he would rise and speak And rave at the lie and the liar , ah God , as he used to rave . 16 . I am sick of the Hall and the 8 MAUD .
Strona 14
... the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd down by the wave , Walk'd in a wintry wind by a ghastly glimmer , and found The shining daffodil dead , and Orion low in his grave . IV . 1 . A MILLION emeralds break from the 14 MAUD .
... the scream of a madden'd beach dragg'd down by the wave , Walk'd in a wintry wind by a ghastly glimmer , and found The shining daffodil dead , and Orion low in his grave . IV . 1 . A MILLION emeralds break from the 14 MAUD .
Strona 22
... mother is mute in her grave as her image in marble above ; Your father is ever in London , you wander about at your will ; You have but fed on the roses , and lain in the lilies of life . V 1 . A VOICE by the cedar tree , 22 MAUD .
... mother is mute in her grave as her image in marble above ; Your father is ever in London , you wander about at your will ; You have but fed on the roses , and lain in the lilies of life . V 1 . A VOICE by the cedar tree , 22 MAUD .
Strona 54
... grave . 2 . What , if she be fasten'd to this fool lord , Dare I bid her abide by her word ? Should I love her so well if she Had given her word to a thing so low ? Shall I love her as well if she Can break her word were it even for me ...
... grave . 2 . What , if she be fasten'd to this fool lord , Dare I bid her abide by her word ? Should I love her so well if she Had given her word to a thing so low ? Shall I love her as well if she Can break her word were it even for me ...
Strona 102
... grave they are thrust , Only a yard beneath the street , And the hoofs of the horses beat , beat , The hoofs of the horses beat , Beat into my scalp and my brain , With never an end to the stream of passing feet , Driving , hurrying ...
... grave they are thrust , Only a yard beneath the street , And the hoofs of the horses beat , beat , The hoofs of the horses beat , Beat into my scalp and my brain , With never an end to the stream of passing feet , Driving , hurrying ...
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ask'd babble bailiff beat beauty bell be toll'd blood Blush bow'd breath Breton brimming river brook brother bury Cannon cheat cold crush'd dance dark dead dear delight dream DUKE OF WELLINGTON dust echo evermore eyes F. D. MAURICE fair father feet flash'd flow To join garden glimmer gloom glory golden gone grave half Hall hand happy happy day head hear heard heart heart of stone Heaven high Hall-garden honour join the brimming Katie land lichen LIGHT BRIGADE lilies Lombard look'd lord love go madness marriage Maud meadow moor Mourn never night o'er passionate peace people's voice Philip poison'd poor pride rings rivulet Rode the six rose Rosy rough but kind round seem'd shadow shining sick sighs silent six hundred smile sorrow spleen stood sweet talk thee thing thou thought thro touch'd turn'd vext walks weep wood