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... Talking Oak . Love and Duty . The Golden Year . Ulysses PAGE 83 86 90 96 2 108 110 111 112 715 16 • 117 • 120 123 124 132 140 144 147 150 156 157 • 158 after reading a Life and Letters . 163 • 164 • 165 165 1.6 € ~ 177 18C 182 184 196 ...
... Talking Oak . Love and Duty . The Golden Year . Ulysses PAGE 83 86 90 96 2 108 110 111 112 715 16 • 117 • 120 123 124 132 140 144 147 150 156 157 • 158 after reading a Life and Letters . 163 • 164 • 165 165 1.6 € ~ 177 18C 182 184 196 ...
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... talks ; For at eventide , listening earnestly , At his work you may hear him sob and sigh In the walks ; Earthward he boweth the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i ' the earth so ...
... talks ; For at eventide , listening earnestly , At his work you may hear him sob and sigh In the walks ; Earthward he boweth the heavy stalks Of the mouldering flowers : Heavily hangs the broad sunflower Over its grave i ' the earth so ...
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... talk together still , In the language wherewith Spring Letters cowslips on the hill ? Hence that look and smile of thine , Spiritual Adeline . A CHARACTER . I. WITH a half - glance upon the sky At night he said , " The wanderings Of ...
... talk together still , In the language wherewith Spring Letters cowslips on the hill ? Hence that look and smile of thine , Spiritual Adeline . A CHARACTER . I. WITH a half - glance upon the sky At night he said , " The wanderings Of ...
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... talking to himself , first met his sight : " You must begone , ” said Death ; " these walks are mine . " Love wept and spread his sheeny vans for flight ; Yet ere he parted said , " This hour is thine ; Thou art the shadow of life , and ...
... talking to himself , first met his sight : " You must begone , ” said Death ; " these walks are mine . " Love wept and spread his sheeny vans for flight ; Yet ere he parted said , " This hour is thine ; Thou art the shadow of life , and ...
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... talk Across the walnuts and the wine- To be the long and listless boy Late left an orphan of the squire , Where this old mansion mounted high Looks down upon the village spire : For even here , where I and you Have lived and loved alone ...
... talk Across the walnuts and the wine- To be the long and listless boy Late left an orphan of the squire , Where this old mansion mounted high Looks down upon the village spire : For even here , where I and you Have lived and loved alone ...
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Сторінка 184 - Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho...
Сторінка 82 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light : The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Сторінка 183 - Myself not least, but honored of them all, — And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy. I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethro' Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move.
Сторінка 83 - Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Сторінка 95 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. But in my spirit will I dwell, And dream my dream, and hold it true; For tho' my lips may breathe adieu, I cannot think the thing farewell.
Сторінка 140 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Сторінка 155 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Сторінка 182 - IT little profits that an idle king, By this still hearth, among these barren crags, Match'd with an aged wife, I mete and dole Unequal laws unto a savage race, That hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly , both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Thro...
Сторінка 176 - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. "Forward the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!
Сторінка 91 - And deep-asleep he seemed, yet all awake, And music in his ears his beating heart did make. They sat them down upon the yellow sand, Between the sun and moon upon the shore; And sweet it was to dream of Fatherland, Of child, and wife, and slave; but evermore Most weary seemed the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields of barren foam. Then some one said, ' We will return no more; ' And all at once they sang, ' Our island home Is far beyond the wave; we will no longer roam...