Atalanta in Calydon: A TragedyEdward Moxon & Company, 1865 - 111 sidor |
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Sida 2
... and unfurrowed snow ; And all the winds about thee with their wings , And fountain - heads of all the watered world ; Each horn of Acheloüs , and the green Euenus , wedded with the straitening sea . For in 2 ATALANTA IN CALYDON .
... and unfurrowed snow ; And all the winds about thee with their wings , And fountain - heads of all the watered world ; Each horn of Acheloüs , and the green Euenus , wedded with the straitening sea . For in 2 ATALANTA IN CALYDON .
Sida 16
... heads back , seeing against the sun Blaze the armed man carven on his shield , and hear The laughter of little bells along the brace Ring , as birds singing or flutes blown , and watch , High up , the cloven shadow of either plume ...
... heads back , seeing against the sun Blaze the armed man carven on his shield , and hear The laughter of little bells along the brace Ring , as birds singing or flutes blown , and watch , High up , the cloven shadow of either plume ...
Sida 23
... heads Like kindled lights in untempestuous heaven , Fair flower - like stars on the iron foam of fight , With what glad heart and kindliness of soul , Even to the staining of both eyes with tears And kindling of warm eyelids with desire ...
... heads Like kindled lights in untempestuous heaven , Fair flower - like stars on the iron foam of fight , With what glad heart and kindliness of soul , Even to the staining of both eyes with tears And kindling of warm eyelids with desire ...
Sida 37
... head's sake ; mine eyes wax thick , Turning toward thee , so goodly a weaponed man , So glorious ; and for love of thine own eyes They are darkened , and tears burn them , fierce as fire , And my lips pause and my soul sinks with love ...
... head's sake ; mine eyes wax thick , Turning toward thee , so goodly a weaponed man , So glorious ; and for love of thine own eyes They are darkened , and tears burn them , fierce as fire , And my lips pause and my soul sinks with love ...
Sida 49
... head , O holiest Atalanta , no man dares Praise thee , though fairer than whom all men praise , And godlike for thy grace of hallowed hair And holy habit of thine eyes , and feet That make the blown foam neither swift nor white Though ...
... head , O holiest Atalanta , no man dares Praise thee , though fairer than whom all men praise , And godlike for thy grace of hallowed hair And holy habit of thine eyes , and feet That make the blown foam neither swift nor white Though ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE ALTHEA Amphiaraus Arcadian Artemis Atalanta bitter blood boar born brand breast breath burn Calydon CENEUS Charles Lamb CHORUS cleave Coleridge's crown dead death dreams earth EDITION Edward Moxon elegant cloth 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 queen raiment SECOND MESSENGER SEMICHORUS slain slay sleep smite snow soul spears spring strong sundering sweet swift Swinburne sword Symplegades tears thee Thestius thine eyes thine hand thine heart 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.