English Prose and PoetryGinn, 1926 - 882 ページ |
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... seen two such mighty stalkers of the marches , spirits of otherwhere , haunting the moors . One of them , to the best of their judgment , was like unto a woman ; the other miscreated being , in the image of man wandered in exile ( save ...
... seen two such mighty stalkers of the marches , spirits of otherwhere , haunting the moors . One of them , to the best of their judgment , was like unto a woman ; the other miscreated being , in the image of man wandered in exile ( save ...
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... seen a realm more fatal - flame unassuaged that surges over hell . Ensnaring links and heavy shackles hold me . My ways are trammelled up ; my feet are bound ; my hands are fastened . Closed are the doors of hell , the way cut off . I ...
... seen a realm more fatal - flame unassuaged that surges over hell . Ensnaring links and heavy shackles hold me . My ways are trammelled up ; my feet are bound ; my hands are fastened . Closed are the doors of hell , the way cut off . I ...
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... seen . But we cannot follow after them and therefore we have now lost both the wealth and the wis- dom because we did not bend to the trail with our hearts . ' When I remembered all this , then I won- dered very much about the good wise ...
... seen . But we cannot follow after them and therefore we have now lost both the wealth and the wis- dom because we did not bend to the trail with our hearts . ' When I remembered all this , then I won- dered very much about the good wise ...
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... seen swains , " said he , " in the city of London Wear circlets most splendid necks swinging , about their And some collars of crafty work ; uncoupled they ramble 162 Both in warren and in waste land , e'en where'er it pleases ; And ...
... seen swains , " said he , " in the city of London Wear circlets most splendid necks swinging , about their And some collars of crafty work ; uncoupled they ramble 162 Both in warren and in waste land , e'en where'er it pleases ; And ...
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... seen hire . And thei of the Isles callen hire , Lady of the Lond . And sche lyethe in an olde castelle , in a Cave , and schewethe twyes or thryes in the Yeer . And sche dothe none harm to no Man , but - yif 8 Men don hire harm . And ...
... seen hire . And thei of the Isles callen hire , Lady of the Lond . And sche lyethe in an olde castelle , in a Cave , and schewethe twyes or thryes in the Yeer . And sche dothe none harm to no Man , but - yif 8 Men don hire harm . And ...
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142 ページ - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
533 ページ - As tho' to breathe were life. Life piled on life Were all too little, and of one to me Little remains : but every hour is saved From that eternal silence, something more, A bringer of new things ; and vile it were For some three suns to store and hoard myself, And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star. Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
415 ページ - Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! — To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends And youths and maidens gay!
547 ページ - Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!
552 ページ - for Aix is in sight !" "How they'll greet us !" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone ; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
494 ページ - WITH fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread — Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt; And still with a voice of dolorous pitch She sang the
651 ページ - 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...
450 ページ - Rome ! my country ! city of the soul ! The orphans of the heart must turn to thee, Lone mother of dead empires ! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance ? Come and see The cypress, hear the owl, and plod your way O'er steps of broken thrones and temples, ye Whose agonies are evils of a day ! — A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay.
533 ページ - Tis not too late to seek a newer world. Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows ; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die. It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles, whom we knew. Tho...
432 ページ - The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake...