Maud, and Other PoemsKing, 1876 - 170 |
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Strona 80
... “ She is late ; ' The larkspur listens , ' I hear , I hear ; ' And the lily whispers , ' I wait . ' 11 . She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread , My heart would hear her and beat , Were it MAUD .
... “ She is late ; ' The larkspur listens , ' I hear , I hear ; ' And the lily whispers , ' I wait . ' 11 . She is coming , my own , my sweet ; Were it ever so airy a tread , My heart would hear her and beat , Were it MAUD .
Strona 101
... beats , And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets , And the faces that one meets , Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep , There to weep , and ...
... beats , And the shadow flits and fleets And will not let me be ; And I loathe the squares and streets , And the faces that one meets , Hearts with no love for me : Always I long to creep Into some still cavern deep , There to weep , and ...
Strona 102
... 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 , marrying , burying , Clamour and rumble , and ringing and clatter , And here beneath ...
... 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 , marrying , burying , Clamour and rumble , and ringing and clatter , And here beneath ...
Strona 143
... Beating from the wasted vines Back to France her banded swarms , Back to France with countless blows , Till o'er the hills her eagles flew Beyond the Pyrenean pines , Follow'd up in valley and THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON . 143.
... Beating from the wasted vines Back to France her banded swarms , Back to France with countless blows , Till o'er the hills her eagles flew Beyond the Pyrenean pines , Follow'd up in valley and THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON . 143.
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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