Maud, and Other PoemsEdward Moxon, 1866 - 170 |
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... hundred thrones . 13 . For I trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill , And the rushing battle - bolt sang from the three- decker out of the foam , That the smooth - faced snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and ...
... hundred thrones . 13 . For I trust if an enemy's fleet came yonder round by the hill , And the rushing battle - bolt sang from the three- decker out of the foam , That the smooth - faced snubnosed rogue would leap from his counter and ...
Strona 118
... 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 . " Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join 118 THE BROOK .
... 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 . " Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join 118 THE BROOK .
Strona 143
... hundred fights , Nor ever lost an English gun ; This is he that far away Against the myriads of Assaye Clash'd with his fiery few and won ; And underneath another sun , Warring on a later day , Round affrighted Lisbon drew The treble ...
... hundred fights , Nor ever lost an English gun ; This is he that far away Against the myriads of Assaye Clash'd with his fiery few and won ; And underneath another sun , Warring on a later day , Round affrighted Lisbon drew The treble ...
Strona 157
... hundred spires ! I climb'd the roofs at break of day ; Sun - smitten Alps before me lay . I stood among the silent statues , And statued pinnacles , mute as they . How faintly - flush'd , how phantom - fair , Was Monte Rosa , hanging ...
... hundred spires ! I climb'd the roofs at break of day ; Sun - smitten Alps before me lay . I stood among the silent statues , And statued pinnacles , mute as they . How faintly - flush'd , how phantom - fair , Was Monte Rosa , hanging ...
Strona 167
... hundred . " Forward , the Light Brigade ! 66 Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred . 2 . " Forward , the Light Brigade ! " THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE.
... hundred . " Forward , the Light Brigade ! 66 Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred . 2 . " Forward , the Light Brigade ! " THE CHARGE OF THE LIGHT BRIGADE.
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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