Poems, Volume 2Edward Moxon, 1846 - 235 páginas |
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... it ; and the poet little urged , But with some prelude of disparagement , Read , mouthing out his hollow oes and aes , Deep - chested music , and to this result . MORTE D'ARTHUR . So all day long the noise of B 2 THE EPIC .
... it ; and the poet little urged , But with some prelude of disparagement , Read , mouthing out his hollow oes and aes , Deep - chested music , and to this result . MORTE D'ARTHUR . So all day long the noise of B 2 THE EPIC .
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... deep , The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him , Sir Bedivere , the last of all his knights , And bore him to a chapel nigh the field , A broken chancel with a broken cross , That stood on a dark strait of barren land . On one side lay the ...
... deep , The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him , Sir Bedivere , the last of all his knights , And bore him to a chapel nigh the field , A broken chancel with a broken cross , That stood on a dark strait of barren land . On one side lay the ...
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... deep harm to disobey , Seeing obedience is the bond of rule . Were it well to obey then , if a king demand An act unprofitable , against himself ? The King is sick , and knows not what he does . What record , or what relic of my lord ...
... deep harm to disobey , Seeing obedience is the bond of rule . Were it well to obey then , if a king demand An act unprofitable , against himself ? The King is sick , and knows not what he does . What record , or what relic of my lord ...
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... deep behind him , and a cry Before . His own thought drove him like a goad . Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms , and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang'd round him , as he based His feet on juts of ...
... deep behind him , and a cry Before . His own thought drove him like a goad . Dry clash'd his harness in the icy caves And barren chasms , and all to left and right The bare black cliff clang'd round him , as he based His feet on juts of ...
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... Deep - meadow'd , happy , fair with orchard - lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea , Where I will heal me of my grievous wound . " So said he , and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink , like some full - breasted ...
... Deep - meadow'd , happy , fair with orchard - lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea , Where I will heal me of my grievous wound . " So said he , and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink , like some full - breasted ...
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Alice the nurse answer'd beggar maid beneath betwixt blow bold Sir Bedivere bore born breast breath cheek child Cophetua crag dark death dipt Dora dream dropt earth Edward Gray Ellen Adair Excalibur eyes fair fancy flower folded gate golden gone grew hand happy hast hear heard heart Heaven hope hour jaundice King Arthur kiss kiss'd knees Lady Clare land last embrace laugh'd light lightly lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord Ronald moon moorland morn never night o'er pass'd praise QUEEN GUINEVERE replied rose round saints seem'd shade SIMEON STYLITES SIR LAUNCELOT sleep song soul sound spake speak stars stept summer sweet thee thine things thou art thought thrice thro thy dreams touch'd truth turn'd unto vapour Vext village maid voice whisper wife wind wither'd wonder words
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Página 99 - Love took up the glass of Time, and turn'd it in his glowing hands; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. 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.
Página 93 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades 10 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 honour'd of them all ; And drunk delight of battle with my peers.
Página 182 - And thro' the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls. Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wings flutter, voices hover clear : " O just and faithful knight of God ! Ride on ! the prize is near.
Página 108 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Página 7 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?" And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: f*"" I heard the ripple washing in the reeds \And the wild water lapping on the crag.
Página 181 - A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...
Página 97 - 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...
Página 121 - To-day I saw the dragon-fly Come from the wells where he did lie. ' An inner impulse rent the veil Of his old husk : from head to tail Came out clear plates of sapphire mail. ' He dried his wings : like gauze they grew : Thro' crofts and pastures wet with dew A living flash of light he flew.
Página 104 - Comfort? comfort scorned of devils! this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
Página 97 - 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' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.