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Сторінка 70 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Сторінка 26 - ... passionate ballad gallant and gay, A martial song like a trumpet's call ! Singing alone in the morning of life, In the happy morning of life and of May, Singing of men that in battle array, Ready in heart and ready in hand, March with banner and bugle and fife To the death for their native land. Maud with her exquisite face, And wild voice pealing up to the sunny sky, And feet like sunny gems on an English green, Maud in the light of her youth and her grace, Singing of Death, and of Honour that...
Сторінка 127 - All these he saw; but what he fain had seen He could not see, the kindly human face, Nor ever hear a kindly voice, but heard The myriad shriek of wheeling ocean-fowl, The league-long roller thundering on the reef, The moving whisper of huge trees that branch'd And blossom'd in the zenith...
Сторінка 86 - Half the night I waste in sighs, Half in dreams I sorrow after The delight of early skies; In a wakeful doze I sorrow For the hand, the lips, the eyes, For the meeting of the morrow, The delight of happy laughter, The delight of low replies.
Сторінка 72 - And the soul of the rose went into my blood. As the music clash'd in the hall; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Сторінка 23 - For the drift of the Maker is dark, an Isis hid by the veil. Who knows the ways of the world, how God will bring them about ? Our planet is one, the suns are many, the world is wide. Shall I weep if a Poland fall ? shall I shriek if a Hungary fail ? Or an infant civilization be ruled with rod or with knout ? I have not made the world, and He that made it will guide.
Сторінка 143 - XI. Animal Mechanism : a Treatise on Terrestrial and Aerial Locomotion. By Professor EJ Marey. With 117 Illustrations. Third Edition. Crown 8vo, 5*.
Сторінка 39 - Ah God, for a man with heart, head, hand, Like some of the simple great ones gone For ever and ever by, One still strong man in a blatant land, Whatever they call him, what care I, Aristocrat, democrat, autocrat — one Who can rule and dare not lie.
Сторінка 73 - She is coming, my life, my fate ; The red rose cries, " She is near, she is near ; " And the white rose weeps, " She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers,
Сторінка 12 - Peace sitting under her olive, and slurring the days gone by, When the poor are hovell'd and hustled together, each sex, like swine, When only the ledger lives, and when only not all men lie ; Peace in her vineyard — yes ! — but a company forges the wine. x. And the vitriol madness flushes up in the ruffian's head, Till the filthy by-lane rings to the yell of the trampled wife, And chalk and alum and plaster are sold to the poor for bread , And the spirit of murder works in the very means of...