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The Collected Works of Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Volume 2
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Visualização completa - 1888
arms beauty beneath Blake's blood breast breath brother called child close dark dead death deep dream eyes face fair fall father fear feet fire gaze give God's hair hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven held Hell hope hour Italy King kiss knew lady laughed leaves light lips living look Lord Love's Mary meet Mother never night o'er once passed past picture poem rest rose round seemed sense shadow side sight silence Sing Sister sleep song SONNET soul sound speak spirit Spring stand stood strong sweet tears tell thee thine thing thou thought till told tree turned Twas unto voice whole wind wings woman youth
Página 234 - The sun was gone now ; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf ; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.
Página 300 - He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone, At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.
Página 470 - Then came there unto him all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all they that had been of his acquaintance before, and did eat bread with him in his house ; and they bemoaned him, and comforted him over all the evil that the Lord had brought upon him: every man also gave him a piece of money, and every one an earring of gold.
Página 220 - Hell, athirst alway ? I do not see them here ; but after death God knows I know the faces I shall see, Each one a murdered self, with low last breath. " I am thyself, — what hast thou done to me? " "And I — and I — thyself," (lo ! each one saith,) " And thou thyself to all eternity !
Página 71 - He looks at me and he tries to speak, Sister Helen, But oh! his voice is sad and weak! " " What here should the mighty Baron seek, Little brother?" (O Mother, Mary Mother, Is this the end, between Hell and Heaven?) " Oh his son still cries, if you forgive, Sister Helen, The body dies but the soul shall live.
Página 235 - And bathe there in God's sight. 'We two will stand beside that shrine, Occult, withheld, untrod. Whose lamps are stirred continually With prayer sent up to God; And see our old prayers, granted, melt Each like a little cloud. 'We two will lie i' the shadow of That living mystic tree.
Página 66 - Why did you melt your waxen man, Sister Helen? To-day is the third since you began." "The time was long, yet the time ran, Little brother." (O Mother, Mary Mother, Three days to-day, between Hell and Heaven /) " But if you have done your work aright, Sister Helen, You'll let me play, for you said I might.
Página 235 - And I myself will teach to him, I myself, lying so, The songs I sing here ; which his voice Shall pause in, hushed and slow, And find some knowledge at each pause, Or some new thing to know.
Página 240 - This is her picture as she was : It seems a thing to wonder on, As though mine image in the glass Should tarry when myself am gone. I gaze until she seems to stir, — Until mine eyes almost aver That now, even now, the sweet lips part To breathe the words of the sweet heart : — And yet the earth is over her.