Poems, Zväzky 1–2Roberts, 1888 - 208 strán (strany) |
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Autumn beneath bird blossoms blow bough breast breath Bride buds canst Thou say Cherubim cold dark dead dear death door doth dove dream earth Edom eyes face fair fire flowers fruit goblin golden gone green hair hand hath head heard heart heaven hope hope and fear hour Lady lambs land laugh leaves lilies live look Lord maiden Meggan moan moon morning mother nest never night nightingale OH SONG pale Paradise pass PETRARCA rest rose saith sang shadows sigh sight silent silent envy sing sister skylark sleep smile snow snowdrops song song and silence SONNET sorrow soul Spring stood summer swallow sweet tears tender tender song thee things thorn Thou to-day to-morrow tree turned Vanity of vanities voice wait wake watch weary weep White poppies wind wing word young Bleeds
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Strana 77 - Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn.
Strana 77 - Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend.
Strana 67 - When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget.
Strana 25 - She cannot see the grain Ripening on hill and plain; She cannot feel the rain Upon her hand. Rest, rest, for evermore Upon a mossy shore; Rest, rest at the heart's core Till time shall cease : Sleep that no pain shall wake, Night that no morn shall break Till joy shall overtake Her perfect peace.
Strana 38 - Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more, day by day, You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget...
Strana 51 - O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet, Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, Where souls brim-full of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more. Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again...
Strana 18 - Not leaving root or stone or shoot; Some writhed into the ground, Some dived into the brook With ring and ripple, Some scudded on the gale without a sound, Some vanished in the distance. In a smart, ache, tingle, Lizzie went her way; Knew not was it night or day; Sprang up the bank, tore thro...
Strana 8 - That never blow. You should not loiter so.' 'Nay, hush,' said Laura: 'Nay, hush, my sister: I ate and ate my fill, Yet my mouth waters still; Tomorrow night I will Buy more...
Strana 47 - AN APPLE GATHERING. I PLUCKED pink blossoms from mine apple-tree, And wore them all that evening in my hair : Then in due season when I went to see I found no apples there. With dangling basket all along the grass As I had come I went the selfsame track : My neighbors mocked me while they saw me pass So empty-handed back.
Strana 5 - One had a cat's face, One whisked a tail, One tramped at a rat's pace, One crawled like a snail, One like a wombat prowled obtuse and furry, One like a ratel tumbled hurry skurry.