PoemsE. Moxon, 1851 - 375 стор. |
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... Hard wood I am , and wrinkled rind , But yet my sap was stirred : XLIV . " And even into my inmost ring A pleasure I discerned , Like those blind motions of the Spring , That show the year is turned . XLV . " Thrice - happy he that may ...
... Hard wood I am , and wrinkled rind , But yet my sap was stirred : XLIV . " And even into my inmost ring A pleasure I discerned , Like those blind motions of the Spring , That show the year is turned . XLV . " Thrice - happy he that may ...
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... hard it seemed to me , When eyes , love - languid through half - tears , would dwell One earnest , earnest moment upon mine , Then not to dare to see ! when thy low voice , Faltering , would break her syllables , to keep My own full ...
... hard it seemed to me , When eyes , love - languid through half - tears , would dwell One earnest , earnest moment upon mine , Then not to dare to see ! when thy low voice , Faltering , would break her syllables , to keep My own full ...
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... hard To alien ears , I did not speak to these No , not to thee , but to thyself in me : Hard is my doom and thine : thou knowest it all . Could love part thus ? was it not well to speak , To have spoken once ? It could not but be well ...
... hard To alien ears , I did not speak to these No , not to thee , but to thyself in me : Hard is my doom and thine : thou knowest it all . Could love part thus ? was it not well to speak , To have spoken once ? It could not but be well ...
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... hard condition ; but that she would loose The people therefore , as they loved her well , From then till noon no foot should pace the street , No eye look down , she passing ; but that all Should keep within , door shut , and window ...
... hard condition ; but that she would loose The people therefore , as they loved her well , From then till noon no foot should pace the street , No eye look down , she passing ; but that all Should keep within , door shut , and window ...
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... Hears little of the false or just . " " Hard task , to pluck resolve , " I cried , " From emptiness and the waste wide Of that abyss , or scornful pride ! " " Nay- rather yet that I could raise One 60 THE TWO VOICES .
... Hears little of the false or just . " " Hard task , to pluck resolve , " I cried , " From emptiness and the waste wide Of that abyss , or scornful pride ! " " Nay- rather yet that I could raise One 60 THE TWO VOICES .
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Сторінка 37 - Love took up the glass of Time, and turned it in his glowing hands ; Every moment, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden sands. Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, passed in music out of sight.
Сторінка 44 - For I dipt into the future, far as human eye could see, Saw the Vision of the- world, and all the wonder that would be...
Сторінка 99 - MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Сторінка 272 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Сторінка 31 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, ^ Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
Сторінка 45 - In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Сторінка 35 - Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro' the mellow shade, Glitter like a swarm of fire-flies tangled in a silver braid.
Сторінка 46 - Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.
Сторінка 36 - Then her cheek was pale and thinner than should be for one so young, And her eyes on all my motions with a mute observance hung. And I said, 'My cousin Amy, speak, and speak the truth to me, Trust me, cousin, all the current of my being sets to thee.
Сторінка 89 - To sleep thro' terms of mighty wars, And wake on science grown to more, On secrets of the brain, the stars, As wild as aught of fairy lore; And all that else the years will show. The Poet-forms of stronger hours, The vast Republics that may grow, The Federations and the Powers; Titanic forces taking birth In divers seasons, divers climes; For we are Ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times. So sleeping, so aroused from sleep Thro' sunny decads new and strange, Or gay quinquenniads would...