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Стр. 10
Measure for Measure . With blackest moss the flower - plots Were thickly crusted ,
one and all : The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the peach to the
garden - wall . The broken sheds look ' d sad and strange : Unlifted was the
clinking ...
Measure for Measure . With blackest moss the flower - plots Were thickly crusted ,
one and all : The rusted nails fell from the knots That held the peach to the
garden - wall . The broken sheds look ' d sad and strange : Unlifted was the
clinking ...
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TO - Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ;
She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or eventide . After the
flitting of the bats , When thickest dark did trance the sky , She drew her casement
...
TO - Her tears fell with the dews at even ; Her tears fell ere the dews were dried ;
She could not look on the sweet heaven , Either at morn or eventide . After the
flitting of the bats , When thickest dark did trance the sky , She drew her casement
...
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The fourscore windows all alight As with the quintessence of flame , A million
tapers flaring bright From twisted silvers look ' d to shame The hollow - vaulted
dark , and stream ' d Upon the mooned domes aloof In inmost Bagdat , till there
seem ...
The fourscore windows all alight As with the quintessence of flame , A million
tapers flaring bright From twisted silvers look ' d to shame The hollow - vaulted
dark , and stream ' d Upon the mooned domes aloof In inmost Bagdat , till there
seem ...
Стр. 14
Wherefore those dim looks of thine , Shadowy , dreaming Adeline ? Large
dowries doth the raptured eye To the young spirit present When first she is wed ;
And like a bride of old In triumph led , With music and sweet showers Of festal
flowers ...
Wherefore those dim looks of thine , Shadowy , dreaming Adeline ? Large
dowries doth the raptured eye To the young spirit present When first she is wed ;
And like a bride of old In triumph led , With music and sweet showers Of festal
flowers ...
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... From under my starry sea - bud crown Our dusted velvets have much need of
thee ; Low adown and around , Thou art no Sabbath - drawler of old saws , And I
should look like a fountain of gold Distill ' d from some worm - canker ' d homily ...
... From under my starry sea - bud crown Our dusted velvets have much need of
thee ; Low adown and around , Thou art no Sabbath - drawler of old saws , And I
should look like a fountain of gold Distill ' d from some worm - canker ' d homily ...
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Стр. 112 - So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life; That I, considering everywhere Her secret meaning in her deeds, And finding that of fifty seeds She often brings but one to bear; I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro...
Стр. 89 - O hark, O hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 56 - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains: but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. This is my son, mine own Telemachus, To whom I leave the sceptre and the isle Well-loved of me, discerning to fulfil This...
Стр. 122 - 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.
Стр. 140 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Стр. 145 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, Cannon to left of them, Cannon in front of them...
Стр. 60 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunderstorm; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law. So I triumph'd ere my passion sweeping thro...
Стр. 122 - Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind.
Стр. 89 - Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square ; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. ' Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others ; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret ; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Стр. 222 - Himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me? I have lived my life, and that which I have done May He within Himself make pure! but thou, If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats...
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| Название | The Poetical Works |
| Автор | Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson |
| Издатель | Harper, 1870 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Гарвардский университет |
| Оцифровано | 11 май 2005 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 246 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |