Lyra Historica: Poems of British History, A.D. 61-1910, 第 2 部 |
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Wailed not the woods their task of shame , Doomed to provide the insensate flame ? Mourned not the rumouring winds , when she , The sweet queen of a tragic hour , Crowned with her snow - white memory The crimson legend of the Tower ?
Wailed not the woods their task of shame , Doomed to provide the insensate flame ? Mourned not the rumouring winds , when she , The sweet queen of a tragic hour , Crowned with her snow - white memory The crimson legend of the Tower ?
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60 65 The heart had hardly time to think , The eyelid scarce had time to wink , While on the King , like flash of flame , Spurr'd to full speed the war - horse came ! The partridge may the falcon mock If that slight palfrey stand the ...
60 65 The heart had hardly time to think , The eyelid scarce had time to wink , While on the King , like flash of flame , Spurr'd to full speed the war - horse came ! The partridge may the falcon mock If that slight palfrey stand the ...
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Rushing , ten thousand horsemen came , With spears in rest and hearts on flame , That panted for the shock ! With blazing crests and banners spread , And trumpet - clang and clamour dread , The wide plain thunder'd to their tread As far ...
Rushing , ten thousand horsemen came , With spears in rest and hearts on flame , That panted for the shock ! With blazing crests and banners spread , And trumpet - clang and clamour dread , The wide plain thunder'd to their tread As far ...
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The plain is seething below As Vesuvius seethes with flame , But O ! not with fire , but gore , Earth incarnadined o'er , Crimson with shame and with fame : To the King run the messengers , crying ' Thy Son is hard - press'd to the ...
The plain is seething below As Vesuvius seethes with flame , But O ! not with fire , but gore , Earth incarnadined o'er , Crimson with shame and with fame : To the King run the messengers , crying ' Thy Son is hard - press'd to the ...
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From camp to camp , through the foul womb of night , The hum of either army stilly sounds , 5 That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch : Fire answers fire , and through their paly flames Each ...
From camp to camp , through the foul womb of night , The hum of either army stilly sounds , 5 That the fix'd sentinels almost receive The secret whispers of each other's watch : Fire answers fire , and through their paly flames Each ...
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arms army battle blood bonnet Bonny brave broke Castle charge Charles Church close command Cromwell crown dark dead dear death deep drum Dundee earth Edward England English eyes fair faith fall fate father fear fell field fight fire flame follow forced France French give glory hand hath head hear heard heart heaven Henry hill hold honour hope horse Italy King land light living London look Lord Mary Moor morn never night North o'er once peace poem pride Prince Queen raise rest rise Says Scotland sent Shilling side sleep smile song soul sound stand stood Strafford sword tears thee thine thou thought thousand Till Tower true turned victory voice waves wild wind young
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38 ページ - Her own shall bless her: Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, And hang their heads with sorrow. Good grows with her; In her days every man shall eat in safety Under his own vine what he plants, and sing The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours.
18 ページ - Be copy now to men of grosser blood, And teach them how to war. — And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture : let us swear That you are worth your breeding ; which I doubt not, For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes. I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips, Straining upon the start. The game's afoot : Follow your spirit ; and upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry ! England ! and Saint George...
52 ページ - SEA. Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West 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 North-East distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; " Here and here did England help me : how can I help England...
75 ページ - HALF a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred. " Forward, the Light Brigade ! " Charge for the guns ! " he said : Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
63 ページ - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness ; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
18 ページ - CROMWELL, our chief of men, who through a cloud Not of war only, but detractions rude, Guided by faith and matchless fortitude, To peace and truth thy glorious way hast ploughed...
19 ページ - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say, " To-morrow is Saint Crispian : " Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say, " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
39 ページ - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
64 ページ - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves Dewy with nature's tear-drops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas ! Ere evening, to be trodden like the grass...
49 ページ - Milton! thou should'st be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men. Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
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| 書籍名 | Lyra Historica: Poems of British History, A.D. 61-1910, 第 2 部 Lyra Historica: Poems of British History, A.D. 61-1910, Joseph Turral |
| 編集 | M. E. Windsor, Joseph Turral |
| 出版社 | Clarendon Press, 1911 |
| 書籍の提供元 | カリフォルニア大学 |
| デジタル化された日 | 2007年12月11日 |
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