The Eve of St. AgnesAppleton, 1856 - 30 стор. |
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... sleep and dream Alone with her good angels , far apart From wicked men like thee . Go , go ! I deem Thou canst not surely be the same that thou didst seem . " XVII . " I will not harm her , by THE EVE OF ST . AGNES . 15.
... sleep and dream Alone with her good angels , far apart From wicked men like thee . Go , go ! I deem Thou canst not surely be the same that thou didst seem . " XVII . " I will not harm her , by THE EVE OF ST . AGNES . 15.
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... sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs , and soul fatigued away ; Flown , like a thought , until the morrow day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray ; Blinded alike from sunshine and ...
... sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs , and soul fatigued away ; Flown , like a thought , until the morrow day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray ; Blinded alike from sunshine and ...
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... sleep , In blanched linen , smooth , and lavender'd , While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple , quince , and plum , and gourd ; With jellies soother than the creamy curd , And lucent syrops , tinct with cinnamon ...
... sleep , In blanched linen , smooth , and lavender'd , While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple , quince , and plum , and gourd ; With jellies soother than the creamy curd , And lucent syrops , tinct with cinnamon ...
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... sleep : There was a painful change , that nigh expell'd The blisses of her dream so pure and deep . At which fair Madeline began to weep , And moan forth witless words with many a sigh ; While still her gaze on Porphyro would keep ; Who ...
... sleep : There was a painful change , that nigh expell'd The blisses of her dream so pure and deep . At which fair Madeline began to weep , And moan forth witless words with many a sigh ; While still her gaze on Porphyro would keep ; Who ...
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... sleeping dragons all around , At glaring watch , perhaps , with ready spears- Down the wide stairs a darkling way they found , T.BULTON.S In all the house was heard no human sound . A chain - droop'd lamp was flickering by each door ...
... sleeping dragons all around , At glaring watch , perhaps , with ready spears- Down the wide stairs a darkling way they found , T.BULTON.S In all the house was heard no human sound . A chain - droop'd lamp was flickering by each door ...
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ache Affray aged Agnes Angela awake awhile Beadsman beldame betide bliss boon breast breathing bride carpet casement chamber charm chill closed College Library curse dainties dame deep Demon door doth dream E. W. GURNEY enchantment EVE OF ST eyes faery fair Madeline fear feeble fled Flit gaze glide glowing golden Gossip grieve hair hand heard heart heaven heed holy hurried hush'd kneel knees knelt lady lady's look Love's lute Madeline's meagre mercy midnight moan moon moonlight nest never night pain pale pallid panted phantoms pious plume pray prayer he saith receive retire rose saints Sank Save scarce seem'd shone sigh silent silken silver sleep sleet slept soft soon sooth soul stair stones sweet sweetest tears tell thee there's thine thou art Tis dark told trembling twilight utter'd visions voice wakeful warm weak whisper wide wilt wings wintry Young Porphyro
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Сторінка 20 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint: She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven: Porphyro grew faint: She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Сторінка 16 - O may -I ne'er find grace When my weak voice shall whisper its last prayer, If one of her soft ringlets I displace, Or look with ruffian passion in her face: Good Angela, believe me by these tears; Or I will, even in a moment's space, Awake, with horrid shout, my foemen's ea.rs, And beard them, though they be more fang'd than wolves and bears.
Сторінка 23 - And now, my Love ! my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite. Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake ! Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.
Сторінка 9 - The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide: The level chambers, ready with their pride, Were glowing to receive a thousand guests: The carved angels, ever eager-eyed, Stared where upon their heads the cornice rests, With hair blown back, and wings put cross-wise on their breasts.
Сторінка 20 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Сторінка 15 - Sudden a thought came like a full-blown rose, Flushing his brow, and in his pained heart Made purple riot: then doth he propose A stratagem, that makes the beldame start: "A cruel man and impious thou art...
Сторінка 17 - For I am slow and feeble, and scarce dare On such a catering trust my dizzy head. Wait here, my child,, with patience ; kneel in prayer The while : Ah ! thou must needs the lady wed, Or may I never leave my grave among the dead.
Сторінка 21 - tween the curtains peep'd, where, lo ! — how fast she slept. Then by the bed-side, where the faded moon Made a dim, silver twilight, soft he set A table, and, half-anguish'd, threw thereon A cloth of woven crimson, gold, and jet...
Сторінка 23 - twas a midnight charm Impossible to melt as iced stream : The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam ; Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies : It...
Сторінка 18 - Agnes' charmed maid, Rose, like a mission'd spirit unaware : With silver taper's light, and pious care, She turn'd, and down the aged gossip led To a safe level matting. Now prepare, Young Porphyro, for gazing on that bed ; She comes, she comes again, like ring-dove fray'd and fled.