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Página 123 - There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toiled, and wrought, and thought with me — That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine, and opposed Free hearts, free foreheads — you and I are old; Old age hath yet his...
Página 75 - The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flower, but not in this soil : Unknown, and like esteemed, and the dull swain Treads on it daily with his clouted shoon ; And yet more medicinal is it than that Moly That Hermes once to wise Ulysses gave.
Página 124 - Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down: It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho...
Página 124 - Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, 'Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows...
Página 82 - Rather would I, in the sun's warmth divine, Serve some poor churl who drags his days in grief, Than the whole lordship of the dead were mine.
Página 40 - I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) — To the island valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard lawns, And bowery hollows crowned with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.