English Songs: And Other Small Poems

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E. Moxon, 1844 - 228 Seiten
 

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Seite 1 - THE SEA. The Sea ! the Sea ! the open Sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Seite 2 - I'm on the sea ! I'm on the sea ! I am where I would ever be ; With the blue above, and the blue below, And silence wheresoe'er I go; If a storm should come, and awake the deep, What matter ? I shall ride and sleep.
Seite 123 - Gamarra is a dainty steed, Strong, black, and of a noble breed, Full of fire, and full of bone, With all his line of fathers known ; Fine his nose, his nostrils thin, But blown abroad by the pride within ! His mane is like a river flowing, And his eyes like embers glowing In the darkness of the night, And his pace as swift as light.
Seite 32 - O'er the deep! O'er the deep! Where the whale, and the shark, and the sword-fish sleep, Outflying the blast and the driving rain, The Petrel telleth her tale — in vain; For the mariner curseth the warning bird Who bringeth him news of the storms unheard!
Seite 31 - A THOUSAND miles from land are we, Tossing about on the roaring sea; From billow to bounding billow cast, Like fleecy snow on the stormy blast: The sails are scattered abroad, like weeds, The strong masts shake, like quivering reeds, The mighty cables, and iron chains, The hull, which all earthly strength disdains, They strain and they crack, and hearts like stone Their natural hard proud strength disown. Up and down ! Up and down...
Seite 72 - Nor lonely the bird, nor his ghastly mate; They are each unto each a pride— Thrice fonder, perhaps, since a strange dark fate Hath rent them from all beside!
Seite 153 - South-wind blows, In pretty amorous threat; The lily paler than the moon, The odorous wondrous world of June, Yet more — the Violet! She comes, the first, the fairest thing That Heaven upon the earth doth fling, Ere Winter's star has set: She dwells behind her leafy screen, And gives, as Angels give, unseen, So, love — the Violet!
Seite 143 - I have read of a bird, which hath a face like, and yet will prey upon, a man ; who coming to the water to drink, and finding there by reflection, that he had killed one like himself, pineth away by degrees, and never afterwards enjoyeth itself.1 Such is in some sort the condition of Sir Edward.
Seite 74 - ... Her glance out-shines the starry sky ; But now her locks are hidden quite, And closed is her fringed eye ! She sleepeth : wherefore doth she start ? She sigheth ; doth she feel no pain ? None, none ! the Dream is near her heart ; The Spirit of sleep is in her brain. He cometh down like golden rain, Without a wish, without a sound ; He cheers the sleeper (ne'er in vain), Like May, when earth is winter-bound. All day within some cave he lies, Dethroned from his nightly sway, — Far fading when...
Seite 56 - The masters of the deep ; In our wake, like any servant, Follows even the bold shark — Oh, proud must be our Admiral Of such a bonny...

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