English Poetry: In Three Volumes; With Introduction and Notes, Volume 42

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P.F. Collier, 1910 - 1508 Seiten
 

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III
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V
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VI
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VIII
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IX
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XII
1007
XIV
1009
CXIV
1251
CXV
1254
CXVI
1255
CXVII
1257
CXVIII
1258
CXIX
1259
CXX
1260
CXXI
1261

XV
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XVI
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XVII
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XVIII
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XIX
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XX
1038
XXI
1039
XXIV
1041
XXV
1046
XXVI
1051
XXVII
1052
XXVIII
1098
XXX
1099
XXXI
1101
XXXII
1102
XXXIII
1103
XXXV
1105
XXXVI
1106
XXXVII
1107
XXXVIII
1109
XXXIX
1110
XLI
1111
XLIII
1112
XLIV
1115
XLVII
1117
XLVIII
1120
XLIX
1122
L
1124
LI
1125
LII
1126
LIII
1130
LIV
1137
LV
1144
LVI
1148
LVII
1154
LIX
1155
LX
1156
LXI
1157
LXIII
1158
LXIV
1159
LXV
1160
LXVI
1162
LXVII
1163
LXIX
1164
LXX
1165
LXXIII
1166
LXXIV
1167
LXXV
1168
LXXVIII
1172
LXXIX
1174
LXXX
1175
LXXXII
1176
LXXXIII
1181
LXXXIV
1183
LXXXV
1184
LXXXVI
1185
LXXXVIII
1186
LXXXIX
1192
XC
1194
XCI
1195
XCII
1196
XCIII
1200
XCIV
1225
XCVI
1226
XCVIII
1227
CI
1228
CIII
1229
CV
1230
CVI
1240
CVII
1241
CVIII
1242
CIX
1245
CX
1246
CXII
1247
CXIII
1249
CXXIII
1262
CXXIV
1264
CXXV
1266
CXXVI
1268
CXXVII
1269
CXXVIII
1271
CXXIX
1272
CXXX
1273
CXXXI
1274
CXXXII
1275
CXXXIII
1276
CXXXIV
1281
CXXXV
1283
CXXXVI
1286
CXXXVII
1287
CXXXVIII
1290
CXXXIX
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CXL
1292
CXLI
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CXLII
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CXLIV
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CXLV
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CXLVI
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CXLVII
1299
CXLVIII
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CXLIX
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CL
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CLI
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CLII
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CLIII
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CLIV
1321
CLV
1323
CLVI
1325
CLVII
1326
CLIX
1328
CLX
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CLXI
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CLXII
1332
CLXIII
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CLXIV
1346
CLXV
1347
CLXVI
1348
CLXVII
1352
CLXVIII
1353
CLXIX
1414
CLXX
1416
CLXXI
1419
CLXXII
1424
CLXXIII
1427
CLXXIV
1431
CLXXV
1434
CLXXVI
1437
CLXXVII
1439
CLXXVIII
1442
CLXXIX
1443
CLXXX
1444
CLXXXI
1445
CLXXXII
1447
CLXXXIII
1452
CLXXXIV
1455
CLXXXV
1458
CLXXXVI
1470
CLXXXVII
1474
CLXXXVIII
1479
CLXXXIX
1482
CXCI
1483
CXCII
1484
CXCIII
1485
CXCIV
1486
CXCV
1490
CXCVI
1491
CXCVII
1494
CXCVIII
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CXCIX
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Seite 1276 - ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. ' 'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, ' tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.
Seite 1317 - Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. » In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ; Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead Past bury its dead ! Act, — act...
Seite 1155 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Seite 1261 - Requiem Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Seite 1003 - THE splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they...
Seite 1343 - Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State ! Sail on, O UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate ! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope ! Fear not each sudden sound and shock, Tis of the wave and not the rock ; Tis but the flapping of the sail,...
Seite 1442 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving...
Seite 1290 - But we loved with a love that was more than love I and my ANNABEL LEE — With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea...
Seite 1008 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the scepter and the isle — Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil...
Seite 1272 - He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.

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