English OdesC. Kegan Paul, 1881 - 259 sidor |
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Sida 7
... mighty race , Clad all in white , that seems a virgin best . So well it her beseems , that ye would ween Some angel she had been . Her long loose yellow locks like golden wire , Sprinkled with pearl , and pearling flowers a - tween , Do ...
... mighty race , Clad all in white , that seems a virgin best . So well it her beseems , that ye would ween Some angel she had been . Her long loose yellow locks like golden wire , Sprinkled with pearl , and pearling flowers a - tween , Do ...
Sida 14
... mighty spells ; Nor griesly vultures make us once affeard : Ne let th ' unpleasant choir of frogs still croking Make us to wish their choking . Let none of these their dreary accents sing ; Ne let the woods them answer , nor their echo ...
... mighty spells ; Nor griesly vultures make us once affeard : Ne let th ' unpleasant choir of frogs still croking Make us to wish their choking . Let none of these their dreary accents sing ; Ne let the woods them answer , nor their echo ...
Sida 29
... appear Than his bright throne , or burning axletree , could bear . The shepherds on the lawn , Or e'er the point of dawn , Sat simply chatting in a rustic row : Full little thought they then , That the mighty Pan MILTON . 29.
... appear Than his bright throne , or burning axletree , could bear . The shepherds on the lawn , Or e'er the point of dawn , Sat simply chatting in a rustic row : Full little thought they then , That the mighty Pan MILTON . 29.
Sida 30
Full little thought they then , That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below : Perhaps their loves , or else their sheep , Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep . When such music sweet Their hearts and ears ...
Full little thought they then , That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below : Perhaps their loves , or else their sheep , Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep . When such music sweet Their hearts and ears ...
Sida 54
... mighty poets roll Who Greek or Latin laurels wore , And was that Sappho last , which once it was before . If so , then cease thy flight , O heaven - born mind ! Thou hast no dross to purge from thy rich ore : Nor can thy soul a fairer ...
... mighty poets roll Who Greek or Latin laurels wore , And was that Sappho last , which once it was before . If so , then cease thy flight , O heaven - born mind ! Thou hast no dross to purge from thy rich ore : Nor can thy soul a fairer ...
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Sida 157 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Sida 23 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist, Whispering new joys to the mild ocean Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
Sida 144 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity; Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Sida 135 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty thing surprised...
Sida 191 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Sida 189 - My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Sida 153 - mid work of his own hand he lies. Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses. With light upon him from his father's eyes!
Sida 140 - As to the tabor's sound, To me alone there came a thought of grief: A timely utterance gave that thought relief, And I again am strong...
Sida 60 - Twas at the royal feast for Persia won By Philip's warlike son : Aloft in awful state The godlike hero sate On his imperial throne...
Sida 132 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...