In MemoriamEdward Moxon, 1850 - 210 |
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... dreams : This look of quiet flatters thus Our home - bred fancies : O to us , The fools of habit , sweeter seems To rest beneath the clover sod , That takes the sunshine and the rains , Or where the kneeling hamlet drains The chalice of ...
... dreams : This look of quiet flatters thus Our home - bred fancies : O to us , The fools of habit , sweeter seems To rest beneath the clover sod , That takes the sunshine and the rains , Or where the kneeling hamlet drains The chalice of ...
Strona 20
... not a breathing voice . Come Time , and teach me many years Mine I do not suffer in a dream ; For now so strange do these things seem , eyes have leisure for their tears ; My fancies time to rise on wing , And glance 20.
... not a breathing voice . Come Time , and teach me many years Mine I do not suffer in a dream ; For now so strange do these things seem , eyes have leisure for their tears ; My fancies time to rise on wing , And glance 20.
Strona 64
... dream I rank'd with him . And so may Place retain us still , And he the much - beloved again , A lord of large experience , train To riper growth the mind and will : And what delights can equal those That stir the spirit's inner deeps ...
... dream I rank'd with him . And so may Place retain us still , And he the much - beloved again , A lord of large experience , train To riper growth the mind and will : And what delights can equal those That stir the spirit's inner deeps ...
Strona 69
... dream can hit the mood Of Love on earth ? He seeks at least Upon the last and sharpest height , Before the spirits fade away , Some landing - place , to clasp and say , Farewell ! We lose ourselves in light . ' XLVII . IF these brief ...
... dream can hit the mood Of Love on earth ? He seeks at least Upon the last and sharpest height , Before the spirits fade away , Some landing - place , to clasp and say , Farewell ! We lose ourselves in light . ' XLVII . IF these brief ...
Strona 76
... d in a fruitless fire , Or but subserves another's gain . Behold , we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last - far off — at last , to all , And every winter change to spring . So runs my dream but what am I ? An ...
... d in a fruitless fire , Or but subserves another's gain . Behold , we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last - far off — at last , to all , And every winter change to spring . So runs my dream but what am I ? An ...
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Strona 1 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Strona 210 - Whereof the man, that with me trod This planet, was a noble type Appearing ere the times were ripe, That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Strona 88 - 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...
Strona 32 - The Danube to the Severn gave The darken'd heart that beat no more; They laid him by the pleasant shore, And in the hearing of the wave. There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.
Strona 67 - THE baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Has never thought that ' this is I : ' But as he grows he gathers much, And learns the use of ' I,' and ' me,' And finds ' I am not what I see, And other than the things I touch...
Strona 76 - 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 destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Strona 159 - THE time draws near the birth of Christ : The moon is hid ; the night is still ; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist. Four voices of four hamlets round, From far and near, on mead and moor, Swell out and fail, as if a door Were shut between me and the sound : Each voice four changes on the wind, That now dilate, and now decrease, Peace...
Strona 143 - He fought his doubts and gather'd strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them: thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own; And Power was with him in the night, Which makes the darkness and the light, And dwells not in the light alone, But in the darkness and the cloud, As over Sinai's peaks of old, While Israel made their gods of gold, Altho
Strona 185 - I trust I have not wasted breath: I think we are not wholly brain, Magnetic mockeries; not in vain, Like Paul with beasts, I fought with Death; Not only cunning casts in clay: Let Science prove we are, and then What matters Science unto men, At least to me? I would not stay.