Principal Shorter PoemsAppleton, 1890 - 308 strán (strany) |
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Strana 19
... eye horror - fixed . His people , who had witnessed all afar , Bore back the ruins of Hippolutos . But when his sire ... hot life ; Lest at my fane the priests disconsolate Should dress my image with some faded poor Few crowns , made ...
... eye horror - fixed . His people , who had witnessed all afar , Bore back the ruins of Hippolutos . But when his sire ... hot life ; Lest at my fane the priests disconsolate Should dress my image with some faded poor Few crowns , made ...
Strana 22
... eyes that just a little wink As deep I go into the merit Of this and that distinguished spirit— His cheeks ' raised ... warm With his dragging weight of arm ! E'en so , swimmingly appears , Thro ' one's after - supper musings , Some lost ...
... eyes that just a little wink As deep I go into the merit Of this and that distinguished spirit— His cheeks ' raised ... warm With his dragging weight of arm ! E'en so , swimmingly appears , Thro ' one's after - supper musings , Some lost ...
Strana 33
... warm ; Which done , she rose , and from her form Withdrew the dripping cloak ... eyes Proud , very proud ; at last I knew Porphyria worshiped me ; surprise ... eyes without a stain . And I 3 MADHOUSE CELL . 333.
... warm ; Which done , she rose , and from her form Withdrew the dripping cloak ... eyes Proud , very proud ; at last I knew Porphyria worshiped me ; surprise ... eyes without a stain . And I 3 MADHOUSE CELL . 333.
Strana 34
Robert Browning. Laughed the blue eyes without a stain . And I untightened next the tress About her neck ; her cheek once more Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss : I propped her head up as before , Only , this time my shoulder bore ...
Robert Browning. Laughed the blue eyes without a stain . And I untightened next the tress About her neck ; her cheek once more Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss : I propped her head up as before , Only , this time my shoulder bore ...
Strana 52
... eyes- Let me keep you amused till he vanish In black from the skies , With telling my memories over As you tell your beads ; All the memories plucked at Sorrento -The flowers , or the weeds . Time for rain ! for your long hot dry Autumn ...
... eyes- Let me keep you amused till he vanish In black from the skies , With telling my memories over As you tell your beads ; All the memories plucked at Sorrento -The flowers , or the weeds . Time for rain ! for your long hot dry Autumn ...
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Æschylus beauty blindfold chess blue breast breath brow burning cheek Clement Marot dare dark Dark Tower dead dear death doubt dream drop earth eyes face fancy fear Fiesole flesh flowers forever Gabriel's wings give glass mask glory God's gold gray grew Guido Reni hand head heart Heaven hope hopes and fears hot eyes lady laugh leave life's light lips live look love's Madonnas man's mouth neath never night o'er once paint pass past perfect poor praise prove ride rose round Saint shut side sing smile soldier's art soul speak stand stood strive sure sure as fate sweet thee there's thing thou thought thro truth turn Twas twixt Ulpian wait watch what's whole wonder word youth
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Strana 260 - Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in His hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God; see all, nor be afraid!
Strana 268 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Strana 62 - OH, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now...
Strana 236 - Self-gathered for an outbreak, as it ought, Chafes in the censer. Leave we the unlettered plain its herd and crop; Seek we sepulture On a tall mountain, citied to the top, Crowded with culture!
Strana 62 - HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the Northwest died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay; In the dimmest Northeast distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; "Here and here did England help me: how can I help England?
Strana 37 - I'd my ermine gown sell, I wish I were a mile hence! It's easy to bid one rack one's brain — I'm sure my poor head aches again, I've scratched it so, and all in vain. Oh for a trap, a trap, a trap!' Just as he said this, what should hap At the chamber door but a gentle tap? 'Bless us,' cried the Mayor, 'what's that?
Strana 261 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Strana 276 - ON the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety-two, Did the English fight the French, — woe to France ! And, the thirty-first of May, helter-skelter through the blue, Like a crowd of frightened porpoises a shoal of sharks pursue, Came crowding ship on ship to St. Malo on the Ranee, With the English fleet in view.
Strana 296 - See the King — I would help him but cannot, the wishes fall through. Could I wrestle to raise him from sorrow, grow poor to enrich, To fill up his life, starve my own out, I would — knowing which, I know that my service is perfect. Oh, speak through me now! Would I suffer for him that I love? So wouldst thou — so wilt thou!
Strana 35 - HAMELIN Town's in Brunswick , By famous Hanover city ; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall on the southern side ; A pleasanter spot you never spied ; But, when begins my ditty, Almost five hundred years ago, To see the townsfolk suffer so From vermin, was a pity.