Maud, and Other PoemsEdward Moxon, 1855 - 154 |
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Strona 72
... and beat , Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat , Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her feet , And blossom in purple and red . XXII . 1 . ' THE fault was mine , 72 MAUD .
... and beat , Were it earth in an earthy bed ; My dust would hear her and beat , Had I lain for a century dead ; Would start and tremble under her feet , And blossom in purple and red . XXII . 1 . ' THE fault was mine , 72 MAUD .
Strona 75
... Arise , my God , and strike , for we hold Thee just , Strike dead the whole weak race of venomous worms , That sting each other here in the dust ; We e are not worthy to live . XXIII . 1 . SEE what a lovely shell , MAUD . 75 13.
... Arise , my God , and strike , for we hold Thee just , Strike dead the whole weak race of venomous worms , That sting each other here in the dust ; We e are not worthy to live . XXIII . 1 . SEE what a lovely shell , MAUD . 75 13.
Strona 80
... one of his many rings ( For he had many , poor worm ) and thought . It is his mother's hair . 9 . Who knows if he be dead ? Whether I need have fled ? Am I guilty of blood ? However this may be , Comfort her , comfort her 80 MAUD .
... one of his many rings ( For he had many , poor worm ) and thought . It is his mother's hair . 9 . Who knows if he be dead ? Whether I need have fled ? Am I guilty of blood ? However this may be , Comfort her , comfort her 80 MAUD .
Strona 85
... dead , And a sullen thunder is roll'd ; For a tumult shakes the city , And I wake , my dream is fled ; In the shuddering dawn , behold , Without knowledge , without pity , By the curtains of my bed That abiding phantom cold . 8 . Get ...
... dead , And a sullen thunder is roll'd ; For a tumult shakes the city , And I wake , my dream is fled ; In the shuddering dawn , behold , Without knowledge , without pity , By the curtains of my bed That abiding phantom cold . 8 . Get ...
Strona 88
... 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 weep , and weep My whole soul out to thee . XXV . 1 . Doing Dead , long dead , 88 MAUD .
... 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 weep , and weep My whole soul out to thee . XXV . 1 . Doing Dead , long dead , 88 MAUD .
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