Atalanta in Calydon: A TragedyEdward Moxon & Company, 1865 - 111 sidor |
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... hands , and good fortune in this life , and that he should live no longer when the brand then in the fire were consumed wherefore his mother plucked it forth and kept it by her . And the child being a man grown sailed with Jason after ...
... hands , and good fortune in this life , and that he should live no longer when the brand then in the fire were consumed wherefore his mother plucked it forth and kept it by her . And the child being a man grown sailed with Jason after ...
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... hand To all things fierce and fleet that roar and range Mortal , with gentler shafts than snow or sleep ; Hear now and help and lift no violent hand , But favourable and fair as thine eye's beam Hidden and shown in heaven ; for I all ...
... hand To all things fierce and fleet that roar and range Mortal , with gentler shafts than snow or sleep ; Hear now and help and lift no violent hand , But favourable and fair as thine eye's beam Hidden and shown in heaven ; for I all ...
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... hands and on the knees of gods . O fair - faced sun killing the stars and dews And dreams and desolation of the night ! Rise up , shine , stretch thine hand out , with thy bow Touch the most dimmest height of trembling heaven , And burn ...
... hands and on the knees of gods . O fair - faced sun killing the stars and dews And dreams and desolation of the night ! Rise up , shine , stretch thine hand out , with thy bow Touch the most dimmest height of trembling heaven , And burn ...
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... hand . CHORUS . When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces , The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain ; And the brown bright nightingale amorous Is half ...
... hand . CHORUS . When the hounds of spring are on winter's traces , The mother of months in meadow or plain Fills the shadows and windy places With lisp of leaves and ripple of rain ; And the brown bright nightingale amorous Is half ...
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... hands round her knees , and cling ? O that man's heart were as fire and could spring to her , Fire , or the strength of the streams that spring ! For the stars and the winds are unto her As raiment , as songs of the harp - player ; For ...
... hands round her knees , and cling ? O that man's heart were as fire and could spring to her , Fire , or the strength of the streams that spring ! For the stars and the winds are unto her As raiment , as songs of the harp - player ; For ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE ALTHEA Amphiaraus Arcadian Artemis Atalanta blood boar born brand breast breath burn Calydon CENEUS Charles Lamb CHORUS cleave Coleridge's crown dead death dreams earth EDITION Edward Moxon Euenus Eurythemis Eurytion eyelids fair fate Fcap fear fire flame flesh flower foam foolscap 8vo fruit gods grief hair hast thou hath heaven honour Hood's hounds Iasius laugh Lest light limbs lips live lord maiden MELEAGER men's mother mouth night pity PLEXIPPUS Poems POETICAL POETS Portrait praise price 15s Published by Messrs queen raiment SECOND MESSENGER SEMICHORUS slain slay sleep smite snow soul spears spring strong sweet swift Swinburne sword Symplegades tears thee Thestius thine eyes thine hand things thou art thou hast thunder TOXEUS volume WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR weep wert William Wordsworth Wilt thou wind words WORDSWORTH'S ἀλλ γὰρ ἐν καὶ οὐδ πρὸς τε
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Sida 12 - A time to serve and to sin; They gave him light in his ways, And love, and a space for delight, And beauty and length of days, And night, and sleep in the night.
Sida 107 - Unto each man his fate; Unto each as he saith In whose fingers the weight Of the world is as breath; Yet I would that in clamour of battle mine hands had laid hold upon death.
Sida 46 - ... the morning, and cold hills Full of the land-wind and sea-travelling storms And many a wandering wing of noisy nights That know the thunder and hear the thickening wolves — Me the utmost pine and footless frost of woods That talk with many winds and gods, the hours Re-risen, and white divisions of the dawn, Springs thousand-tongued with the intermitting reed And streams that murmur of the mother snow — Me these allure, and know me ; but no man Knows, and my goddess only. Lo now, see If one...
Sida 118 - I dying with unforgetful tongue Hail thee as holy and worship thee as just Who art unjust and unholy : and with my knees Would worship, but thy fire and subtlety, Dissundering them, devour me ; for these limbs Are as light dust and crumblings from mine urn Before the fire has touched them ; and my face As a dead leaf or dead foot's mark on snow, And all this body a broken barren tree That was so strong, and all this flower of life Disbranched and desecrated miserably, And minished all that god-like...
Sida 110 - ATALANTA I would that as water My life's blood had thawn, Or as winter's wan daughter Leaves lowland and lawn Spring-stricken, or ever mine eyes had beheld thee made dark in thy dawn.
Sida 114 - MELEAGER Would the winds blow me back Or the waves hurl me home ? Ah, to touch in the track Where the pine learnt to roam Cold girdles and crowns of the sea-gods, cool blossoms of water and foam...
Sida 111 - Thou shouldst die as he dies For whom none sheddeth tears ; Filling thine eyes And fulfilling thine ears With the brilliance of battle, the bloom and the beauty, the splendor of spears. CHORUS. In the ears of the world It is sung, it is told, And the light thereof hurled And the noise thereof rolled From the Acroceraunian snow to the ford of the fleece of gold.