The Poetical Works of Elizabeth Barrett Browning...H. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1920 - Всего страниц: 664 |
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... calm , Launch thy red bolt , and bare thy crimson arm , I'd suffer all - more - bid my woes in- crease , To hear but one sad groan from haughty Greece . ' She thus her grief with fruitless rage expressed , And pride and anger swelled ...
... calm , Launch thy red bolt , and bare thy crimson arm , I'd suffer all - more - bid my woes in- crease , To hear but one sad groan from haughty Greece . ' She thus her grief with fruitless rage expressed , And pride and anger swelled ...
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... calm her breath sus- pends , And hushed in silent awe th ' approaching storm attends . Now midst the Senate's walls the herald stands : ' Ye Greeks , ' he said , and stretched his sacred hands , ' Assembled heroes , ye Athenian bands ...
... calm her breath sus- pends , And hushed in silent awe th ' approaching storm attends . Now midst the Senate's walls the herald stands : ' Ye Greeks , ' he said , and stretched his sacred hands , ' Assembled heroes , ye Athenian bands ...
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... calm awaits His instant fall , and dares th ' impending fates ; But great Cynaegirus his danger spies And lashed his steeds - the ponderous chariot flies , Then from its brazen bulk he leaps to ground , Beneath his clanging arms the ...
... calm awaits His instant fall , and dares th ' impending fates ; But great Cynaegirus his danger spies And lashed his steeds - the ponderous chariot flies , Then from its brazen bulk he leaps to ground , Beneath his clanging arms the ...
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... calm in strength , an instant looked around , And rose - the tone of expectation rushed Through th ' eager throng - he spake , and Greece was hushed ! See , in that breathless crowd , Olorus stand , While one fair boy hangs , list'ning ...
... calm in strength , an instant looked around , And rose - the tone of expectation rushed Through th ' eager throng - he spake , and Greece was hushed ! See , in that breathless crowd , Olorus stand , While one fair boy hangs , list'ning ...
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... calm , While the banners are spread , and the warriors arm . The winds beat not their drum to the waves , But sullenly moan in the distant caves ; Talking over , before they rise , Some of their dark conspiracies . And so it is in this ...
... calm , While the banners are spread , and the warriors arm . The winds beat not their drum to the waves , But sullenly moan in the distant caves ; Talking over , before they rise , Some of their dark conspiracies . And so it is in this ...
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Стр. 327 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ! — and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Стр. 234 - how long, O cruel nation, Will you stand, to move the world, on a child's heart, Stifle down with a mailed heel its palpitation, And tread onward to your throne amid the mart? Our blood splashes upward, O gold-heaper, And your purple shows your path ! But the child's sob in the silence curses deeper Than the strong man in his wrath.
Стр. 499 - Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God ; But only he who sees, takes off his shoes — The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries, And daub their natural faces unaware More and more from the first similitude.
Стр. 295 - For me, my heart that erst did go Most like a tired child at a show, That sees through tears the mummers leap, Would now its wearied vision close, Would childlike on His love repose, Who giveth His beloved, sleep. And, friends, dear friends, — when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And round my bier ye come to weep, Let One, most loving of you all, Say, ' Not a tear must o'er her fall ; ' He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Стр. 234 - And well may the children weep before you! They are weary ere they run; They have never seen the sunshine, nor the glory Which is brighter than the sun. They know the grief of man, without...
Стр. 294 - Sleep soft, beloved !" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep. But never doleful dream again. Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Стр. 296 - And wrought within his shattered brain such quick poetic senses As hills have language for, and stars, harmonious influences ; The pulse of dew upon the grass kept his within its number, And silent shadows from the trees refreshed him like a slumber.
Стр. 570 - He tore out a reed, the great god Pan, From the deep, cool bed of the river; The limpid water turbidly ran, And the broken lilies a-dying lay, And the dragon-fly had fled away Ere he brought it out of the river.
Стр. 331 - WHAT are we set on earth for ? Say, to toil ; Nor seek to leave thy tending of the vines For all the heat o' the day, till it declines, And Death's mild curfew shall from work assoil. God did anoint thee with His odorous oil, To wrestle, not to reign ; and He assigns All thy tears over, like pure crystallines, For younger fellow-workers of the soil To wear for amulets. So others shall Take patience...
Стр. 215 - He will kiss me on the mouth Then, and lead me as a lover Through the crowds that praise his deeds : And, when soul-tied by one troth Unto him I will discover That swan's nest among the reeds.