An Anthology of Pure Poetry: Edited with an IntroductionGeorge Moore Boni and Liveright, 1924 - 174 ページ |
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... inter- ested in a beautiful name and in the story of a woman who ran away with her groom for he had violet eyes , and my mother wishing to abandon herself un- [ 9 ] 更更更更更更更更更 Introduction 更更更更更更更更更 Introduction.
... inter- ested in a beautiful name and in the story of a woman who ran away with her groom for he had violet eyes , and my mother wishing to abandon herself un- [ 9 ] 更更更更更更更更更 Introduction 更更更更更更更更更 Introduction.
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Edited with an Introduction George Moore. eyes , and my mother wishing to abandon herself un- reservedly to the charm of hearing my father relate the murder of the groom , begged me to keep quiet . My father's words were more peremptory ...
Edited with an Introduction George Moore. eyes , and my mother wishing to abandon herself un- reservedly to the charm of hearing my father relate the murder of the groom , begged me to keep quiet . My father's words were more peremptory ...
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... eyes of the radiant girl ! ALL . No ! No ! No ! DE LA MARE . Eulalie has found no supporters . What about The Haunted Palace ? In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted , Once a fair and stately palace- Radiant palace ...
... eyes of the radiant girl ! ALL . No ! No ! No ! DE LA MARE . Eulalie has found no supporters . What about The Haunted Palace ? In the greenest of our valleys By good angels tenanted , Once a fair and stately palace- Radiant palace ...
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... eyes that languisht , lengthening , just like love . She went away ; I on the wicker gate Leant , and could follow with my eyes alone . The sheep she carried easy as a cloak ; But when I heard its bleating , as I did [ 41 ]
... eyes that languisht , lengthening , just like love . She went away ; I on the wicker gate Leant , and could follow with my eyes alone . The sheep she carried easy as a cloak ; But when I heard its bleating , as I did [ 41 ]
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... eyes and tell us all that his eyes see , as Morris did , Melpomene and Erato will not be judged less beautiful than their sisters . In Golden Wings our eyes and ears enjoy equally , and so complete is our enjoyment that whilst we read ...
... eyes and tell us all that his eyes see , as Morris did , Melpomene and Erato will not be judged less beautiful than their sisters . In Golden Wings our eyes and ears enjoy equally , and so complete is our enjoyment that whilst we read ...
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102 ページ - But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover! A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
68 ページ - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
137 ページ - TO HELEN. Helen, thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore, That gently, o'er a perfumed sea, The weary, way-worn wanderer bore To his own native shore. On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.
77 ページ - QUEEN and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in wonted manner keep: Hesperus entreats thy light, Goddess excellently bright. Earth, let not thy envious shade Dare itself to interpose; Cynthia's shining orb was made Heaven to clear when day did close: Bless us then with wished sight, Goddess excellently bright.
61 ページ - When daisies pied, and violets blue. And lady-smocks all silver-white, And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue, Do paint the meadows with delight. The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men ; for thus sings he., Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo...
108 ページ - I hang like a roof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-colored bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colors wove, While the moist earth was laughing below.
80 ページ - Sweet air blow soft, mount larks aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind Notes from the lark I'll borrow ; Bird prune thy wing, nightingale sing, To give my Love good-morrow ; To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them both I'll borrow.
102 ページ - IN Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
133 ページ - For often thro' the silent nights A funeral, with plumes and lights, And music, went to Camelot ; Or when the moon was overhead, Came two young lovers lately wed ; " I am half sick of shadows,
23 ページ - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!