PoemsMacmillan, 1879 - 370 páginas |
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... tears , are fruitless all , And the night waxes , and the shadows fall . ' Ye men of Egypt , ye have heard your king ! I go , and I return not . But the will Of the great Gods is plain ; and ye must bring Ill deeds , ill passions ...
... tears , are fruitless all , And the night waxes , and the shadows fall . ' Ye men of Egypt , ye have heard your king ! I go , and I return not . But the will Of the great Gods is plain ; and ye must bring Ill deeds , ill passions ...
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... tears ? Hath it drunk of our love - potions Crowning moments with the weight of years ? ' I am dumb . Alas , too soon all Man's grave reasons disappear ! Yet , I think , at God's tribunal Some large answer you shall hear . But for me ...
... tears ? Hath it drunk of our love - potions Crowning moments with the weight of years ? ' I am dumb . Alas , too soon all Man's grave reasons disappear ! Yet , I think , at God's tribunal Some large answer you shall hear . But for me ...
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... tear , and set us free ! All true speech and large avowal Which the jealous soul concedes ; All man's heart which brooks bestowal , All frank faith which passion breeds- These we had , and we gave truly ; Doubt not , what we had , we ...
... tear , and set us free ! All true speech and large avowal Which the jealous soul concedes ; All man's heart which brooks bestowal , All frank faith which passion breeds- These we had , and we gave truly ; Doubt not , what we had , we ...
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... From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters Of a lonely mere , On the wild whirling waves , mournfully , mournfully , Shiver and die . As the tears of sorrow Mothers have shed- Prayers that 34 THE VOICE . THE VOICE.
... From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters Of a lonely mere , On the wild whirling waves , mournfully , mournfully , Shiver and die . As the tears of sorrow Mothers have shed- Prayers that 34 THE VOICE . THE VOICE.
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Matthew Arnold. As the tears of sorrow Mothers have shed- Prayers that to - morrow Shall in vain be sped When the flower they flow for Lies frozen and dead- Fall on the throbbing brow , fall on the burning breast , Bringing no rest ...
Matthew Arnold. As the tears of sorrow Mothers have shed- Prayers that to - morrow Shall in vain be sped When the flower they flow for Lies frozen and dead- Fall on the throbbing brow , fall on the burning breast , Bringing no rest ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Æsir Afrasiab answer'd arms art thou Asgard Balder blood breast breath Breidablik bright brow Callicles calm cheek clear cold cries crown'd dark dead death deep dost doth dream earth Empedocles eyes fame father Fausta Fcap feel FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE gaze gloom Gods golden gone grass grave green grey grief hair hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hela Hela's Hermod hills Hoder hour Iacchus Iseult King light Lityerses live lonely look'd morn Niflheim night o'er Obermann Odin Odin's once Oxus pain pale pass'd Pausanias POEMS round Rustum sand sate Seistan shining sings sleep Sleipner smile Sohrab soul spake spear spirit stand stars stood stream strife sweet Tartar tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought to-day Tristram voice wandering waves weep wild wilt wind wood young youth
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Página 297 - Thou -waitest for the spark from heaven! and we, Light half-believers of our casual creeds, Who never deeply felt, nor clearly will'd...
Página 2 - Shakespeare OTHERS abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask — Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. For the loftiest hill, Who to the stars uncrowns his majesty, Planting his steadfast footsteps in the sea, Making the heaven of heavens his dwelling-place, Spares but the cloudy border of his base To the...
Página 212 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Página 309 - He too upon a wintry clime Had fallen — on this iron time Of doubts, disputes, distractions, fears. He found us when the age had bound Our souls in its benumbing round ; He spoke, and loosed our heart in tears. He laid us as we lay at birth On the cool flowery lap of earth...
Página 173 - And will not, then, the immortal armies scorn The world's poor, routed leavings ? or will they, Who fail'd under the heat of this life's day, Support the fervours of the heavenly morn ? No, no ! the energy of life may be Kept on after the grave, but not begun ; And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife, From strength to strength advancing — only he, His soul well-knit, and all his battles won, Mounts, and that hardly, to eternal life.
Página 276 - Unaffrighted by the silence round them, Undistracted by the sights they see, These demand not that the things without them Yield them love, amusement, sympathy.
Página 303 - I know the wood which hides the daffodil, I know the Fyfield tree, I know what white, what purple fritillaries The grassy harvest of the river-fields, Above by Ensham, down by Sandford, yields, And what sedged brooks are Thames's tributaries ; I know these slopes; who knows them if not I?
Página 340 - Ye slumber in your silent grave! — The world, which for an idle day Grace to your mood of sadness gave, Long since hath flung her weeds away.
Página 291 - And in the sun all morning binds the sheaves, Then here, at noon, comes back his stores to use — Here will I sit and wait, While to my ear from uplands far away The bleating of the folded flocks is borne, With distant cries of reapers in the corn — All the live murmur of a summer's day.
Página 293 - mid their drink and clatter, he would fly. And I myself seem half to know thy looks, And put the shepherds, wanderer! on thy trace...