PoemsChapman brothers, 1847 - 199 páginas |
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... GIVE ALL TO LOVE 111 TO ELLEN 114 TO EVA 116 THINE EYES STILL SHINED 117 THE AMULET 117 EROS 118 HERMIONE 119 ODE INITIAL LOVE 123 THE DÆMONIC , AND THE CELESTIAL LOVE 130 THE APOLOGY 142 MERLIN : PART I. 143 PART II . 147 BACCHUS 149 ...
... GIVE ALL TO LOVE 111 TO ELLEN 114 TO EVA 116 THINE EYES STILL SHINED 117 THE AMULET 117 EROS 118 HERMIONE 119 ODE INITIAL LOVE 123 THE DÆMONIC , AND THE CELESTIAL LOVE 130 THE APOLOGY 142 MERLIN : PART I. 143 PART II . 147 BACCHUS 149 ...
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... Give me agates for my meat , Give me cantharids to eat , From air and ocean bring me foods , From all zones and altitudes . From all natures , sharp and slimy , Salt and basalt , wild and tame , Tree , and lichen , ape , sea - lion ...
... Give me agates for my meat , Give me cantharids to eat , From air and ocean bring me foods , From all zones and altitudes . From all natures , sharp and slimy , Salt and basalt , wild and tame , Tree , and lichen , ape , sea - lion ...
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... give my rafters to his boat , My billets to his boiler's throat , And I will swim the ancient sea To float my child to victory , And grant to dwellers with the pine , Dominion o'er the palm and vine . Westward I ope the forest gates ...
... give my rafters to his boat , My billets to his boiler's throat , And I will swim the ancient sea To float my child to victory , And grant to dwellers with the pine , Dominion o'er the palm and vine . Westward I ope the forest gates ...
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Ralph Waldo Emerson. Love shuns the sage , the child it crowns , And gives them all who all renounce . The rain comes when the wind calls , The river knows the way to the sea , Without a pilot it runs and falls , Blessing all lands with ...
Ralph Waldo Emerson. Love shuns the sage , the child it crowns , And gives them all who all renounce . The rain comes when the wind calls , The river knows the way to the sea , Without a pilot it runs and falls , Blessing all lands with ...
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... gives light which eats the dark . In the fifth drop himself he flings , And conscious Law is King of Kings . Pleaseth him the Eternal Child To play his sweet will , glad and wild ; As the bee through the garden ranges , From world to ...
... gives light which eats the dark . In the fifth drop himself he flings , And conscious Law is King of Kings . Pleaseth him the Eternal Child To play his sweet will , glad and wild ; As the bee through the garden ranges , From world to ...
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Página 8 - The hand that rounded Peter's dome And groined the aisles of Christian Rome Wrought in a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew; The conscious stone to beauty grew.
Página 10 - The word unto the prophet spoken Was writ on tables yet unbroken; The word by seers or sibyls told, In groves of oak, or fanes of gold, Still floats upon the morning wind, Still whispers to the willing mind. One accent of the Holy Ghost The heedless world hath never lost.
Página 6 - Uprose the merry Sphinx, And crouched no more in stone ; She melted into purple cloud, She silvered in the moon ; She spired into a yellow flame ; She flowered in blossoms red ; She flowed into a foaming wave ; She stood Monadnoc's head. Thorough a thousand voices Spoke the universal dame : " Who telleth one of my meanings, Is master of all I am.
Página 37 - Where are these men? Asleep beneath their grounds; And strangers, fond as they, their furrows plough. Earth laughs in flowers, to see her boastful boys Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs; Who steer the plough, but cannot steer their feet Clear of the grave.
Página 43 - Insect lover of the sun, Joy of thy dominion ! Sailor of the atmosphere ; Swimmer through the waves of air ; Voyager of light and noon ; Epicurean of June ; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom.
Página 100 - FORBEARANCE Hast thou named all the birds without a gun? Loved the wood-rose, and left it on its stalk? At rich men's tables eaten bread and pulse? Unarmed, faced danger with a heart of trust? And loved so well a high behavior, In man or maid, that thou from speech refrained, Nobility more nobly to repay? O, be my friend, and teach me to be thine!
Página 40 - I've been tossed like the driven foam; But now, proud world! I'm going home. Good-bye to Flattery's fawning face; To Grandeur with his wise grimace; To upstart Wealth's averted eye; To supple Office, low and high; To crowded halls, to court and street; To frozen hearts and hasting feet; To those who go, and those who come; Good-bye, proud world ! I'm going home.
Página 186 - The hyacinthine boy, for whom Morn well might break and April bloom, The gracious boy, who did adorn The world whereinto he was born, And by his countenance repay The favor of the loving Day...
Página 90 - THOUGH loath to grieve The evil time's sole patriot, I cannot leave My honied thought For the priest's cant, Or statesman's rant. If I refuse My study for their politique, Which at the best is trick, The angry Muse Puts confusion in my brain. But who is he that prates Of the culture of mankind, Of better arts and life? Go, blindworm, go, Behold the famous States Harrying Mexico With rifle and with knife!
Página 198 - BY the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired the shot heard round the world.