The Poetical Works of Richard Monckton Milnes Lord Houghton, Том 1J. Murray, 1876 |
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... stone distaffs " of the nymphs of old , Still make rich tracery in the sacred Cave , — Where peasants the dark - shadowed Fountain cold , Hail by the name the Poet found or gave , Where on the Eagle - height the walls out - brave All ...
... stone distaffs " of the nymphs of old , Still make rich tracery in the sacred Cave , — Where peasants the dark - shadowed Fountain cold , Hail by the name the Poet found or gave , Where on the Eagle - height the walls out - brave All ...
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... stone Over the Lion - hearted , is no more ; Where sat the Last , on their sepulchral throne , Is now a thing of antiquarian lore . Nor mourn for this , all other truth is vain . But this , to know at heart , that They are there , There ...
... stone Over the Lion - hearted , is no more ; Where sat the Last , on their sepulchral throne , Is now a thing of antiquarian lore . Nor mourn for this , all other truth is vain . But this , to know at heart , that They are there , There ...
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... stone to stone , Pointing my steps with careful discipline , And think of those grand limbs whose nerve could bear These masses to their places in mid - air ; Of Anakim , and Titans , and of days Saturnian , when the spirit of man was ...
... stone to stone , Pointing my steps with careful discipline , And think of those grand limbs whose nerve could bear These masses to their places in mid - air ; Of Anakim , and Titans , and of days Saturnian , when the spirit of man was ...
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... stone upon a stone . πρόπυλα τάδε · Elect . 1391 . + This piece of Archaic sculpture is very spirited ; I think the Lions could not have had their heads as Clarke describes ; they must have been thrown more back , like the Lions rampant ...
... stone upon a stone . πρόπυλα τάδε · Elect . 1391 . + This piece of Archaic sculpture is very spirited ; I think the Lions could not have had their heads as Clarke describes ; they must have been thrown more back , like the Lions rampant ...
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... stone , Yet Paros might as well have hid Its wealth within its breast unknown , As for brute Nature to regain The fragments of the fallen fane . " Who can rebuild these colonnades Where met the ancient festal host , The peasant from ...
... stone , Yet Paros might as well have hid Its wealth within its breast unknown , As for brute Nature to regain The fragments of the fallen fane . " Who can rebuild these colonnades Where met the ancient festal host , The peasant from ...
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Сторінка 314 - A FAIR little girl sat under a tree, Sewing as long as her eyes could see : Then smoothed her work, and folded it right, And said, " Dear Work ! Good Night, Good Night...
Сторінка 78 - Prime model of a Christian commonwealth ! Thou wise simplicity, which present men Calumniate, not conceiving, — joy is mine, That I have read and learnt thee as I ought, Not in the crude compiler's painted shell, But in thine own memorials of live stone, And in the pictures of thy kneeling princes, And in the lofty words on lofty tombs, And in the breath of ancient chroniclers, And in the music of the outer sea.
Сторінка 299 - mid this long tumultuous scene, The image on our mind Of these dear women rests serene In happy bounds confined. Within one undisturbed abode Their presence seems to dwell, From which continual pleasures flowed, And countless graces fell : Not unbecoming this our age Of decorative forms, Yet simple as the hermitage Exposed to Nature's storms. Our English grandeur on the shelf Deposed its decent gloom, And every pride unloosed itself Within that modest room ; Where none were sad and few were dull,...
Сторінка 213 - But in that patience was the seed of scorn — Scorn of the world and brotherhood of man ; Not patience such as in the manger born Up to the cross endured its earthly span. Thou must endure, yet loving all the while, Above, yet never separate from, thy kind, — Meet every frailty with the gentlest smile, Though to no possible depth of evil blind.
Сторінка 297 - And right too that her grave is green With all the dew and rain that falls. 'Tis well the organ's solemn sighs Should soar and sink around her rest, And almost in her ear should rise The prayers of those she loved the best. 'Tis also well this air is stirred By Nature's voices loud and low, By thunder and the chirping bird, And grasses whispering as they grow. For all her spirit's earthly course Was as a lesson and a sign How to o'errule the hard divorce That parts things natural and divine. Undaunted...
Сторінка 134 - THE cypresses of Scutari In stern magnificence look down On the bright lake and stream of sea And glittering theatre of town ; Above the throng of rich kiosks, Above the towers in triple tire, Above the domes of loftiest mosques, Those pinnacles of death aspire.
Сторінка 85 - I looked, and saw between us and the sun A building on an island, such a one As age to age might add, for uses vile, — A windowless, deformed, and dreary pile ; And on the top an open tower, where hung A bell, which in the radiance swayed and swung...
Сторінка 79 - I am coming — stall — but you know not for whom ! Stall— not for whom ! ' Now the tones become clearer, — you hear more and more How the water divided returns on the oar, — Does the prow of the gondola strike on the stair ? Do the voices and instruments pause and prepare ? Oh ! they faint on the ear as the lamp on...
Сторінка 203 - To exalt one Will imperial over spacious realms of earth. Myriad Hearts are pained and broken that one Poet may be taught To discern the shapes of passion and describe them as he ought. Myriad Minds of heavenly temper pass as passes moon or star, That one philosophic Spirit may ascend the solar car. Sacrifice and Self-devotion hallow earth and fill the skies, And the meanest Life is sacred whence the highest may arise. VIII. THE MOTH. PARTED from th' eternal presence, Into life the Soul is born,...
Сторінка 314 - The horses neighed and the oxen lowed, The sheep's "Bleat! Bleat!" came over the road; All seeming to say, with a quiet delight, "Good little girl, good night! Good night!