Poetical Works, Volym 1Ticknor and Fields, 1861 |
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... Keep measure with thine own ? Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings ? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews ? Or when little airs arise , How the merry bluebell ...
... Keep measure with thine own ? Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say betwixt their wings ? Or in stillest evenings With what voice the violet woos To his heart the silver dews ? Or when little airs arise , How the merry bluebell ...
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... keep where you are : you are foul with sin ; It would shrink to the earth if you came in . THE DYING SWAN . THE plain was grassy , wild and bare , Wide , wild , and open to the air , Which had built up everywhere An under - roof of ...
... keep where you are : you are foul with sin ; It would shrink to the earth if you came in . THE DYING SWAN . THE plain was grassy , wild and bare , Wide , wild , and open to the air , Which had built up everywhere An under - roof of ...
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... in a shadowy saloon , On silken cushions half reclined ; I watch thy grace ; and in its place My heart a charmed slumber keeps , While I muse upon thy face ; VOL . I. 4 And a languid fire creeps Through my veins to all ELEANORE . 49.
... in a shadowy saloon , On silken cushions half reclined ; I watch thy grace ; and in its place My heart a charmed slumber keeps , While I muse upon thy face ; VOL . I. 4 And a languid fire creeps Through my veins to all ELEANORE . 49.
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... keep it with an equal mind , In the hollow Lotos - land to live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together , careless of man- kind . For they lie beside their nectar , and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys , and ...
... keep it with an equal mind , In the hollow Lotos - land to live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together , careless of man- kind . For they lie beside their nectar , and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys , and ...
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... Keeps real sorrow far away . You move not in such solitudes , You are not less divine , But more human in your moods , Than your twin - sister , Adeline . Your hair is darker , and your eyes Touched with a somewhat darker hue , And less ...
... Keeps real sorrow far away . You move not in such solitudes , You are not less divine , But more human in your moods , Than your twin - sister , Adeline . Your hair is darker , and your eyes Touched with a somewhat darker hue , And less ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON answer arms beneath betwixt blazoned blow breast breath brows Camelot cataract cheek child cloud crown Cyril dark dead dear death deep dipt doors Dora dream dropt earth Edwin Morris Enone Excalibur eyes face fair fall Florian flowers flying folds forever hand happy harken ere hath head hear heard heart Heaven hollow hour king King Arthur kiss knew Lady of Shalott Lady Psyche land Let them rave light lips live Locksley Hall look Lord maid maiden moon morn mother Ida move murmur night o'er Oriana Princess Princess Ida Queen rode rolled rose round sang scorn seemed shadow shame SIMEON STYLITES Sir Bedivere sleep smile song soul sound spake speak spoke star stept stood summer sweet tears thee thine things thou thought touch turned unto vext voice weary whisper wild wind woman words
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Sida 341 - ... crimson petal, now the white ; Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk ; Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font : The fire-fly wakens : waken thou with me. Now droops the milkwhite peacock like a ghost, And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake : So...
Sida 183 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea : I am become a name ; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known ; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
Sida 130 - Then loudly cried the bold Sir Bedivere, •' Ah ! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go ? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes ? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance, And every chance brought out a noble knight.
Sida 127 - What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: '•I heard the ripple washing in the reeds, And the wild water lapping on the crag.
Sida 93 - Which will not leave the myrrh-bush on the height; To hear each other's whisper'd speech; Eating the Lotos day by day, To watch the crisping ripples on the beach, And tender curving lines of creamy spray; To lend our hearts and spirits wholly To the influence of mild-minded melancholy...
Sida 226 - EVE. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes are...
Sida 130 - If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
Sida 182 - ULYSSES. IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Matched with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me.
Sida 24 - THE poet in a golden clime was born, With golden stars above ; Dower'd with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love. He saw thro' life and death, thro' good and ill, He saw thro
Sida 239 - He does not love me for my birth, Nor for my lands so broad and fair; He loves me for my own true worth, And that is well,