Poetical Works, Tom 1Ticknor and Fields, 1861 |
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... follows it , riving the spirit of man , Making earth wonder , So was their meaning to her words . No sword Of wrath her right arm whirled , But one poor poet's scroll , and with his word She shook the world . THE POET'S MIND . I. VEX ...
... follows it , riving the spirit of man , Making earth wonder , So was their meaning to her words . No sword Of wrath her right arm whirled , But one poor poet's scroll , and with his word She shook the world . THE POET'S MIND . I. VEX ...
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... follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence . ' " Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . Again she said : ' I woo thee not with gifts . Sequel of guerdon could not alter me To fairer . Judge thou me by what I am , So shalt thou ...
... follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence . ' " Dear mother Ida , harken ere I die . Again she said : ' I woo thee not with gifts . Sequel of guerdon could not alter me To fairer . Judge thou me by what I am , So shalt thou ...
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... follow flying steps of Truth Across the brazen bridge of war— If New and Old , disastrous feud , Must ever shock , like armed foes , And this be true , till Time shall close , That Principles are rained in blood ; Not yet the wise of ...
... follow flying steps of Truth Across the brazen bridge of war— If New and Old , disastrous feud , Must ever shock , like armed foes , And this be true , till Time shall close , That Principles are rained in blood ; Not yet the wise of ...
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... follow this , if this were done ? What harm , undone ? deep harm to disobey , Seeing obedience is the bond of rule . Were it well to obey then , if a king demand An act unprofitable , against himself ? The king is sick , and knows not ...
... follow this , if this were done ? What harm , undone ? deep harm to disobey , Seeing obedience is the bond of rule . Were it well to obey then , if a king demand An act unprofitable , against himself ? The king is sick , and knows not ...
Strona 181
... follows wheeled in her ellipse : And human things returning on themselves Move onward , leading up the golden year . “ Ah , though the times when some new thought can bud Are but as poets ' seasons when they flower , Yet seas that daily ...
... follows wheeled in her ellipse : And human things returning on themselves Move onward , leading up the golden year . “ Ah , though the times when some new thought can bud Are but as poets ' seasons when they flower , Yet seas that daily ...
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Strona 341 - ... crimson petal, now the white ; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk ; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font : The fire-fly wakens : waken thou with me. Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake : So...
Strona 183 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
Strona 130 - Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere, •' Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight.
Strona 127 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: '•I heard the ripple washing in the reeds, And the wild water lapping on the crag.
Strona 93 - Which will not leave the myrrh-bush on the height; To hear each other's whisper'd speech; Eating the Lotos day by day, To watch the crisping ripples on the beach, And tender curving lines of creamy spray; To lend our hearts and spirits wholly To the influence of mild-minded melancholy...
Strona 226 - EVE. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes are...
Strona 130 - If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
Strona 182 - ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
Strona 24 - THE poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love. He saw thro' life and death, thro' good and ill, He saw thro
Strona 239 - He does not love me for my birth, Nor for my lands so broad and fair; He loves me for my own true worth, And that is well,