A Selection from the Poems of William MorrisB. Tauchnitz, 1886 - 319 стор. |
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Сторінка 84 - FORGET six counties overhung with smoke, Forget the snorting steam and piston stroke, Forget the spreading of the hideous town; Think rather of the pack-horse on the down, And dream of London, small and white and clean, The clear Thames bordered by its gardens green...
Сторінка 54 - That are patiently waiting there for the dawn : Patient and colourless, though Heaven's gold Waits to float through them along with the sun. Far out in the meadows, above the young corn, The heavy elms wait...
Сторінка 29 - Came Launcelot walking ; this is true, the kiss Wherewith we kissed in meeting that spring day, I scarce dare talk of the remember'd bliss, " When both our mouths went wandering in one way, And aching sorely, met among the leaves; Our hands being left behind strained far away.
Сторінка 25 - And one of these strange choosing cloths was blue, Wavy and long, and one cut short and red; No man could tell the better of the two. 'After a shivering half-hour you said, "God help! heaven's colour, the blue;
Сторінка 170 - I have beheld him tremble oft enough At things he could not choose but trust to me, Although he knew the world was wise and rough: And never did he fail to let me see His love, his folly and faithlessness, maybe; And still in turn I gave him voice to pray Such prayers as cling about an empty day. "Thou, keen-eyed, reading me, mayst read him through, For surely little is there left behind...
Сторінка 45 - HAD she come all the way for this, To part at last without a kiss? Yea, had she borne the dirt and rain That her own eyes might see him slain Beside the haystack in the floods?
Сторінка 50 - The long bright blade without a flaw Glide out from Godmar's sheath, his hand In Robert's hair; she saw him bend Back Robert's head; she saw him send The thin steel down; the blow told well...
Сторінка 34 - To me in everything, come here to-night, Or else the hours will pass most dull and drear; " 'If you come not, I fear this time I might Get thinking over much of times gone by, When I was young, and green hope was in sight...
Сторінка 42 - Sir Guy of the Dolorous Blast, With knights threescore and ten, Hung brave Lord Hugh at last. I am threescore and ten, And my hair is all turn'd grey, but I met Sir John of the Fen Long ago on a summer day, And am glad to think of the moment when I took his life away.
Сторінка 33 - To drown you in your blood ; see my breast rise, Like waves of purple sea, as here I stand ; And how my arms are moved in wonderful wise, ' Yea also at my full heart's strong command, See through my long throat how the words go up...