PoemsEdward Moxon, 1853 - 379 Seiten |
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... weary with a finger's touch Those writhed limbs of lightning speed ; Like that strange angel which of old , Until the breaking of the light , Wrestled with wandering Israel , Past Yabbok brook the livelong night , And heaven's mazed ...
... weary with a finger's touch Those writhed limbs of lightning speed ; Like that strange angel which of old , Until the breaking of the light , Wrestled with wandering Israel , Past Yabbok brook the livelong night , And heaven's mazed ...
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... weary wind , With youthful fancy reinspired , We may hold converse with all forms Of the many - sided mind , And those whom passion hath not blinded , Subtle - thoughted , myriad - minded . My friend , with you to live alone , Were how ...
... weary wind , With youthful fancy reinspired , We may hold converse with all forms Of the many - sided mind , And those whom passion hath not blinded , Subtle - thoughted , myriad - minded . My friend , with you to live alone , Were how ...
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... clear and full , You never would hear it ; your ears are so dull So keep where you are : you are foul with sin ; It would shrink to the earth if you came in . ; THE SEA - FAIRIES . SLOW Sail'd the weary mariners 42 THE POET'S MIND .
... clear and full , You never would hear it ; your ears are so dull So keep where you are : you are foul with sin ; It would shrink to the earth if you came in . ; THE SEA - FAIRIES . SLOW Sail'd the weary mariners 42 THE POET'S MIND .
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. THE SEA - FAIRIES . SLOW Sail'd the weary mariners and saw , Betwixt the green brink and the running foam , Sweet faces , rounded arms , and bosoms prest To little harps of gold ; and while they mused ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. THE SEA - FAIRIES . SLOW Sail'd the weary mariners and saw , Betwixt the green brink and the running foam , Sweet faces , rounded arms , and bosoms prest To little harps of gold ; and while they mused ...
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... weary wind went on , And took the reed - tops as it went . 2 . Some blue peaks in the distance rose , And white against the cold - white sky , Shone out their crowning snows . One willow over the river wept , And shook the wave as the ...
... weary wind went on , And took the reed - tops as it went . 2 . Some blue peaks in the distance rose , And white against the cold - white sky , Shone out their crowning snows . One willow over the river wept , And shook the wave as the ...
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answer'd beneath blow breast breath brow Camelot cheek cloud dark dead Dear mother Ida death deep dipt door Dora dream earth EDWIN MORRIS Eleänore Enone evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fall floating flowers folds golden prime grave green hand happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hour King King Arthur kiss kiss'd Lady Clare Lady of Shalott land last embrace Let them rave light lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord measured words mermen mind moon morn never night o'er Oriana Queen roll'd rose round saw thro seem'd shadow SIMEON STYLITES sing Sir Bedivere sleep slowly smile song soul sound spake speak spirit stars stept summer sweet Sweet Emma tears thee thine things thou art thought thro turn'd unto Vere de Vere voice weary weep wild wind words yonder
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Seite 199 - I have lived my life, and that which I have done May He within himself make pure ! but thou, 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. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing...
Seite 271 - Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Seite 11 - He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
Seite 378 - ... my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Seite 142 - In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
Seite 265 - 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...
Seite 265 - Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met ; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untravell'd world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Seite 268 - Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro...
Seite 335 - Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board, no helmsman steers, I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail: With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars.
Seite 269 - Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid. Here about the beach I wander'd, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time...