College rhymes, contributed by members of the universities of Oxford and Cambridge1868 |
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... dead oblivious shade afford . From sunny meadows take A soaring lark , and let long years be spent , Without a change to break The dreary waste of his imprisonment : - Then set the captive free , And straight he doth.
... dead oblivious shade afford . From sunny meadows take A soaring lark , and let long years be spent , Without a change to break The dreary waste of his imprisonment : - Then set the captive free , And straight he doth.
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... to wish that I were dead ? They came and turned us out , and we hadn't got where to go , - Only the dreary common , only the driving snow . And all looked bleak and friendless , and I clasped Gone Home on New Year's Eve . 161.
... to wish that I were dead ? They came and turned us out , and we hadn't got where to go , - Only the dreary common , only the driving snow . And all looked bleak and friendless , and I clasped Gone Home on New Year's Eve . 161.
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... Dead " ? Yes ! for may we not be certain He still lives beyond the sea , Far beyond the sky's blue curtain , Happy through eternity ? So now when we see her wandering With a bowed and aching head , We will bid her cease her pondering ...
... Dead " ? Yes ! for may we not be certain He still lives beyond the sea , Far beyond the sky's blue curtain , Happy through eternity ? So now when we see her wandering With a bowed and aching head , We will bid her cease her pondering ...
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... Dead as days will die ! " Dead and gone ! in vain the tear , Shed in silence o'er her bier , Lonely must I linger here- Oh God ! how mournfully . Dead ! but still I cannot send thee To the dark grave's icy hand ; Who will greet thee ...
... Dead as days will die ! " Dead and gone ! in vain the tear , Shed in silence o'er her bier , Lonely must I linger here- Oh God ! how mournfully . Dead ! but still I cannot send thee To the dark grave's icy hand ; Who will greet thee ...
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... dead . But while in life it lingered , And gently passed away , Its sister rosebud tended And cheered its darksome way . At last in peaceful slumber It left the parent's side , And now is of the number Who on white horses ride . And the ...
... dead . But while in life it lingered , And gently passed away , Its sister rosebud tended And cheered its darksome way . At last in peaceful slumber It left the parent's side , And now is of the number Who on white horses ride . And the ...
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Стр. 80 - midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams ! Or if chill blust'ring winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet ; be mine the hut That, from the mountain's side, Views wilds, and swelling floods, And hamlets brown, and dim-discovered spires ! And hears their simple bell ! and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil...
Стр. 76 - O'erhang his wavy bed, Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn...
Стр. 174 - Druid, hoary chief; every burning word he spoke full of rage, and full of grief: ' Princess ! if our aged eyes weep upon thy matchless wrongs, 'tis because resentment ties all the terrors of our tongues. ' Rome shall perish — write that word in the blood that she has spilt ; perish, hopeless and abhorred, deep in ruin as in guilt.
Стр. 46 - The sequel of to-day unsolders all The goodliest fellowship of famous knights Whereof this world holds record. Such a sleep They sleep — the men I loved. I think that we Shall never more, at any future time, Delight our souls with talk of knightly deeds. Walking about the gardens and the halls Of Camelot, as in the days that were. I perish by this people which I made, — Tho' Merlin sware that I should come again To rule once more; but, let what will be, be, I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm...
Стр. 148 - Fear no more the frown o' the great: Thou art past the tyrant's stroke. Care no more to clothe and eat; To thee the reed is as the oak: The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.
Стр. 78 - Then let me rove some wild and heathy scene, Or find some ruin 'midst its dreary dells, Whose walls more awful nod By thy religious gleams. Or if chill blustering winds, or driving rain, Prevent my willing feet, be mine the hut That from the mountain's side Views wilds and swelling floods, And hamlets brown and dim-discover'd spires, And hears their simple bell, and marks o'er all Thy dewy fingers draw The gradual dusky veil.
Стр. 172 - WHEN the British warrior queen, Bleeding from the Roman rods, Sought, with' an indignant mien, Counsel of her country's gods, Sage beneath the spreading oak Sat the Druid, hoary chief; Every burning word he spoke Full of rage and full of grief.
Стр. 34 - Forth sprang the impassioned Queen her Lord to clasp; Again that consummation she essayed; But unsubstantial Form eludes her grasp As often as that eager grasp was made. The Phantom parts — but parts to re-unite, And re-assume his place before her sight.
Стр. 40 - And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime, this also shall be known : But now delay not : take Excalibur, And fling him far into the middle mere : Watch what thou seest, and lightly bring me word.
Стр. 26 - It blesseth him that gives and him that takes: 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this scepter'd sway; It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself: And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.