Wordsworth-TennysonH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1907 |
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... shadow Death ! - The Dragon foul and fell- The unrevealable , And hidden one , whose breath Gives wind and fuel to the fires of Hell ! — Ah ! sole despair Of both th ' eternities in Heaven ! Sole interdict of all - bedewing prayer , The ...
... shadow Death ! - The Dragon foul and fell- The unrevealable , And hidden one , whose breath Gives wind and fuel to the fires of Hell ! — Ah ! sole despair Of both th ' eternities in Heaven ! Sole interdict of all - bedewing prayer , The ...
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... shadow of inspiration falls upon him : My days among the Dead are past ; Around me I behold , Where'er those casual eyes are cast , The mighty minds of old ; My never - failing friends are they , With whom I converse day by day . With ...
... shadow of inspiration falls upon him : My days among the Dead are past ; Around me I behold , Where'er those casual eyes are cast , The mighty minds of old ; My never - failing friends are they , With whom I converse day by day . With ...
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... the mountain shadows kiss Thy glorious gulf , unconquer'd Salamis ! Their azure arches through the long expanse More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance , And tenderest tints , along their summits driven , Mark 92 THE POETS.
... the mountain shadows kiss Thy glorious gulf , unconquer'd Salamis ! Their azure arches through the long expanse More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance , And tenderest tints , along their summits driven , Mark 92 THE POETS.
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... sweet pipings . Liquid Peneus was flowing , And all dark Tempe lay In Pelion's shadow , outgrowing The light of the dying day , Speeded by my sweet pipings . The Sileni , and Sylvans , and Fawns , And PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY 109.
... sweet pipings . Liquid Peneus was flowing , And all dark Tempe lay In Pelion's shadow , outgrowing The light of the dying day , Speeded by my sweet pipings . The Sileni , and Sylvans , and Fawns , And PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY 109.
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... shadow of passion may be too con- fidently reckoned as a permanent possession : When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead . When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed . When the lute is broken , Sweet tunes ...
... shadow of passion may be too con- fidently reckoned as a permanent possession : When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead . When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed . When the lute is broken , Sweet tunes ...
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Página 5 - The floating clouds their state. shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Página 212 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Página 11 - Heaven lies about us in our infancy. Shades of the prison-house begin to close Upon the growing boy; But he beholds the light and whence it flows, He sees it in his joy. The youth who daily farther from the East Must travel, still is Nature's priest, And, by the vision splendid, Is on his way attended. At length the man perceives it die away And fade into the light of common day.
Página 199 - Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door: Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, — "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,
Página 93 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Página 212 - Come, read to me some .poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time.
Página 121 - Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
Página 201 - IT was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE ; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me.
Página 7 - Will no one tell me what she sings? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again!
Página 41 - They sin who tell us love can die. ; With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...