PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1856 - Всего страниц: 284 |
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... live , and grow , and take no thought of me . Those firs , before whose stealthy - marching ranks The world - old oaks still dwindle and retreat , If I could stay their poisoned frown , which cows The pale , shrunk underwood , and ...
... live , and grow , and take no thought of me . Those firs , before whose stealthy - marching ranks The world - old oaks still dwindle and retreat , If I could stay their poisoned frown , which cows The pale , shrunk underwood , and ...
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... live and let live . Custom and selfishness will keep all steady For half a life . - Six months before you die You may begin to think of interfering . ; Lew . Alas ! while each day blackens with fresh clouds , Complaints of ague , fever ...
... live and let live . Custom and selfishness will keep all steady For half a life . - Six months before you die You may begin to think of interfering . ; Lew . Alas ! while each day blackens with fresh clouds , Complaints of ague , fever ...
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... live on dreams . Con . She hath her train : - There thou may'st choose thy love : If world - wide lore Shall please thee , and the Cherub's glance of fire , Let Catharine lift thy soul , and rapt with her Question the mighty dead ...
... live on dreams . Con . She hath her train : - There thou may'st choose thy love : If world - wide lore Shall please thee , and the Cherub's glance of fire , Let Catharine lift thy soul , and rapt with her Question the mighty dead ...
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... live on dreams . Ay , I know it : — Oh , for one friend , Myself , yet not myself ; one not so high But she could love me , not too pure to pardon My sloth and meanness ! Oh ! for flesh and blood , Before whose feet I could adore , yet ...
... live on dreams . Ay , I know it : — Oh , for one friend , Myself , yet not myself ; one not so high But she could love me , not too pure to pardon My sloth and meanness ! Oh ! for flesh and blood , Before whose feet I could adore , yet ...
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... live - long day ? It pleases me to bear what you call pain , Therefore to me ' tis pleasure : joy and grief Are the will's creatures ; martyrs kiss the stake— The moorland colt enjoys the thorny furze- The dullest boor will seek a fight ...
... live - long day ? It pleases me to bear what you call pain , Therefore to me ' tis pleasure : joy and grief Are the will's creatures ; martyrs kiss the stake— The moorland colt enjoys the thorny furze- The dullest boor will seek a fight ...
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Стр. 253 - THE world goes up and the world goes down, And the sunshine follows the rain ; And yesterday's sneer and yesterday's frown Can never come over again, Sweet wife ; No, never come over again. For woman is warm though man be cold, And the night will hallow the day ; Till the heart which at even was weary and old Can rise in the morning gay, Sweet wife ; To its work in the morning gay.
Стр. 233 - O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home Across the sands of Dee!
Стр. 235 - Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning. Three corpses lay out on the shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those who will never come...
Стр. 161 - Hearken, O daughter, and consider, and incline thine ear ; forget also thine own people, and thy father's house ; so shall the King greatly desire thy beauty : for He is thy Lord ; and worship thou Him.
Стр. 280 - When, packed in one reeking chamber, Man, maid, mother, and little ones lay ; While the rain pattered in on the rotting bride-bed, And the walls let in the day. " When we lay in the burning fever On the mud of the cold clay floor, Till you parted us all for three months, squire, At the dreary workhouse door.
Стр. 234 - They rowed her in across the rolling foam, The cruel, crawling foam, The cruel, hungry foam, To her grave beside the sea ; But still the boatmen hear her call the cattle home Across the...
Стр. 275 - Spanish main. There were forty craft in Aves that were both swift and stout, All furnished well with small arms and cannons round about ; And a thousand men in Aves made laws so fair and free To choose their valiant captains and obey them loyally.
Стр. 234 - The foam is not cruel, neither does it crawl. The state of mind which attributes to it these characters of a living creature is one in which the reason is unhinged by grief. All violent feelings have the same effect. They produce in us a falseness in all our impressions...
Стр. 233 - The western wind was wild and dank with foam, And all alone went she. The western tide crept up along the sand, And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand, As far as eye could see. The rolling mist came down and hid the land: And never home came she.