PoemsMacmillan, 1879 - 370 páginas |
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... to play alone . Do thou , whom light in thine own inmost soul ( Not less thy boast ) illuminates , control Wishes unworthy of a man full - grown . What though the holy secret , which moulds thee , SONNETS . 7 CONTINUED RELIGIOUS ISOLATION.
... to play alone . Do thou , whom light in thine own inmost soul ( Not less thy boast ) illuminates , control Wishes unworthy of a man full - grown . What though the holy secret , which moulds thee , SONNETS . 7 CONTINUED RELIGIOUS ISOLATION.
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... thine own- Thou , to whom all are known From the cradle to the grave— Save , oh ! save . From the world's temptations , From tribulations , From that fierce anguish Wherein we languish , From that torpor deep Wherein we lie asleep ...
... thine own- Thou , to whom all are known From the cradle to the grave— Save , oh ! save . From the world's temptations , From tribulations , From that fierce anguish Wherein we languish , From that torpor deep Wherein we lie asleep ...
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... Thine old strength revealing , Save , oh ! save . From doubt , where all is double ; Where wise men are not strong , Where comfort turns to trouble , Where just men suffer wrong ; Where sorrow treads on joy , Where sweet things soonest ...
... Thine old strength revealing , Save , oh ! save . From doubt , where all is double ; Where wise men are not strong , Where comfort turns to trouble , Where just men suffer wrong ; Where sorrow treads on joy , Where sweet things soonest ...
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... of joy Wafts not from thine own thoughts , nor longings vain , Nor weariness , the full - fed soul's annoy- Remaining in thy hunger and thy pain ; Thou , drugging pain by patience ; half averse From 40 TO A GIPSY CHILD.
... of joy Wafts not from thine own thoughts , nor longings vain , Nor weariness , the full - fed soul's annoy- Remaining in thy hunger and thy pain ; Thou , drugging pain by patience ; half averse From 40 TO A GIPSY CHILD.
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... thine eyes thou didst con- verse , And that soul - searching vision fell on me . Glooms that go deep as thine I have not known : Moods of fantastic sadness , nothing worth . Thy sorrow and thy calmness are thine own : Glooms that ...
... thine eyes thou didst con- verse , And that soul - searching vision fell on me . Glooms that go deep as thine I have not known : Moods of fantastic sadness , nothing worth . Thy sorrow and thy calmness are thine own : Glooms that ...
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Æsir Afrasiab ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH Asgard Balder Behold breast breath Breidablik bright brow Callicles calm cheek Church clear cold cries dark dead death deep divine dost doth dream earth Empedocles eyes fame father Fausta Fcap feel fields flowers FRANCIS TURNER PALGRAVE gaze gloom Gods gone grass grave green grey grief hair hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven Hela Hela's Hermod hills Hoder hour Iacchus Iseult King knew light live lonely look'd morn never Niflheim night o'er Obermann Odin once Oxus pain pale pass'd Pausanias POEMS rest round Rustum sand sate Seistan shining sleep Sleipner smile Sohrab soul spake spirit spring stand stars stood stream strife sweet Tartar tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought to-day Tristram voice wandering waves weep wind wood 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...