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... IX . VIRGIL IN ENGLISH VERSE : AN ESSAY BY J. W. MACKAIL 295 X. LYRICS BY W. E. HENLEY 331 XI . ANN : A MEMORY BY THOMAS DE QUINCEY 361 XII . A CHRISTMAS GARLAND 383 HE Greek Anthology is that vast drift- TH heap of CONTENTS .
... IX . VIRGIL IN ENGLISH VERSE : AN ESSAY BY J. W. MACKAIL 295 X. LYRICS BY W. E. HENLEY 331 XI . ANN : A MEMORY BY THOMAS DE QUINCEY 361 XII . A CHRISTMAS GARLAND 383 HE Greek Anthology is that vast drift- TH heap of CONTENTS .
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... Yesterday's chaplet , sweet with myrrh , To wear in memory of her . Ah , look , the lover's rose distrest , Is weeping now to see her rest Otherwhere , not upon my breast . TEARS , bitter tears , all I can give , 67 VI .
... Yesterday's chaplet , sweet with myrrh , To wear in memory of her . Ah , look , the lover's rose distrest , Is weeping now to see her rest Otherwhere , not upon my breast . TEARS , bitter tears , all I can give , 67 VI .
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... memory of my love , In memory of thy love to me . Ah , with what sighs , with what tears shed , I , Meleager , mourn thy face , To Acheron a bootless grace , To me still dear among the dead . Alas , my blossom , whither must I seek thee ...
... memory of my love , In memory of thy love to me . Ah , with what sighs , with what tears shed , I , Meleager , mourn thy face , To Acheron a bootless grace , To me still dear among the dead . Alas , my blossom , whither must I seek thee ...
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... memory Henceforth ever again ever be heard then or in days to be , Since no flowers upon earth ever were thine , plucked from Pieria's spring , Unknown also mid hell's shadowy throng thou shalt go wandering . 122 72 M AIDENS with voices ...
... memory Henceforth ever again ever be heard then or in days to be , Since no flowers upon earth ever were thine , plucked from Pieria's spring , Unknown also mid hell's shadowy throng thou shalt go wandering . 122 72 M AIDENS with voices ...
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... memory , has set me despairingly dreaming . While it murmured a gaily vulgar air , such as puts mirth into the heart of the suburbs , an old - fashioned , and empty air , how came it that its refrain went to my very soul , and made me ...
... memory , has set me despairingly dreaming . While it murmured a gaily vulgar air , such as puts mirth into the heart of the suburbs , an old - fashioned , and empty air , how came it that its refrain went to my very soul , and made me ...
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Página 334 - OUT of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Página 410 - IT came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold : " Peace on the earth, good-will to men From heaven's all-gracious King.
Página 393 - To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid.
Página 213 - ... The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart And the lonely of heart is withered away, While the faeries dance in a place apart, Shaking their milk-white feet in a ring. Tossing their milk-white arms in the air; For they hear the wind laugh, and murmur and sing Of a land where even the old are fair, And even the wise are merry of tongue; But I heard a reed of Coolaney say, " When the wind has laughed and murmured and sung, The lonely of heart is withered...
Página 397 - T was in the calm and silent night ! The Senator of haughty Rome Impatient urged his chariot's flight, From lordly revel rolling home ; Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell His breast with thoughts of boundless sway; What recked the Roman what befell A paltry province far away, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago...
Página 379 - Then came sudden alarms: hurryings to and fro: trepidations of innumerable fugitives, I knew not whether from the good cause or the bad: darkness and lights: tempest and human faces: and at last, with the sense that all was lost, female forms, and the features that were worth all the world to me, and but a moment allowed, — and clasped hands, and heart-breaking partings, and then — everlasting farewells!
Página 208 - Where nobody gets old and godly and grave, Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue...
Página 397 - It was the calm and silent night! Seven hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to might, And now was queen of land and sea. No sound was heard of clashing wars; Peace brooded o'er the hushed domain: Apollo, Pallas, Jove, and Mars Held undisturbed their ancient reign, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago.
Página 409 - How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts the blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his coming; but in this world of sin, where meek souls will receive him still, the dear Christ enters in. O holy Child of Bethlehem, descend to us, we pray; cast out our sin, and enter in: be born in us to-day.