A Household Book of English Poetry, العدد 160Macmillan, 1870 - 438 من الصفحات |
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... seen , Which seemèd dim before : Except the glistering astres bright , Which all the night were clear , Offuskèd with a greater light No longer do appear . The golden globe incontinent Sets up his shining head , And o'er the earth and ...
... seen , Which seemèd dim before : Except the glistering astres bright , Which all the night were clear , Offuskèd with a greater light No longer do appear . The golden globe incontinent Sets up his shining head , And o'er the earth and ...
الصفحة 15
... seen ; In presence prest of people , mad or wise ; Set me in high , or yet in low degree ; In longest night , or in the shortest day ; In clearest sky , or where clouds thickest be ; In lusty youth , or when my hairs are gray : Set me ...
... seen ; In presence prest of people , mad or wise ; Set me in high , or yet in low degree ; In longest night , or in the shortest day ; In clearest sky , or where clouds thickest be ; In lusty youth , or when my hairs are gray : Set me ...
الصفحة 22
... seen , For they this Queen attended ; in whose stead Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse . Hereat the hardest stones were seen to bleed , And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce , Where Homer's spright did tremble all ...
... seen , For they this Queen attended ; in whose stead Oblivion laid him down on Laura's hearse . Hereat the hardest stones were seen to bleed , And groans of buried ghosts the heavens did pierce , Where Homer's spright did tremble all ...
الصفحة 27
... seen but a bright lily grow , Before rude hands have touched it ? Have you marked but the fall o ' the snow , Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver ? Or swan's down ever ? Or have smelt o ' the bud of ...
... seen but a bright lily grow , Before rude hands have touched it ? Have you marked but the fall o ' the snow , Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver ? Or swan's down ever ? Or have smelt o ' the bud of ...
الصفحة 32
... seen , With swifter speed declines than erst it spread , And , blasted , scarce now shows what it hath been . As doth the pilgrim therefore , whom the night Hastes darkly to imprison on his way , Think on thy home , my soul , and think ...
... seen , With swifter speed declines than erst it spread , And , blasted , scarce now shows what it hath been . As doth the pilgrim therefore , whom the night Hastes darkly to imprison on his way , Think on thy home , my soul , and think ...
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الصفحة 252 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
الصفحة 288 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
الصفحة 261 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
الصفحة 291 - What thou art we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
الصفحة 347 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
الصفحة 218 - Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault, ' If memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
الصفحة 55 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings. Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
الصفحة 382 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
الصفحة 149 - Return, Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
الصفحة 288 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...