Selected PoemsC. Scribner's sons, 1897 - 249 страници |
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aloft beams beat beauty bed for Attila behold beneath bird blood are pure blue blush brain breast breath cloud crave Danube dark day is never Death DEMETER dream Earth enchanted woods Enna eyes fair falconry fierce angel finger fire flame flowers GEORGE MEREDITH grass grave green grey hear heard heart heaven Iambe Ildico imperial march knew lady LARK ASCENDING laughed leap light look Lord Dusiote lyre mind morn never darkened nigh night o'er passion pipe poplar row quick Red of heat rose round sang seems shadow shine showers sight sings smile song and blood soul sound sower reaps spirit Spring star stream sweet swift thee here obscure things thou throat thrush track tree Twas vale voice wave Westermain whirl White of heat whitebeam wild wind wine wings wonder woodland woods young
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Страница 159 - ON a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose. Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend Above the rolling ball in cloud part screened, Where sinners hugged their spectre of repose.
Страница 33 - Lovely are the curves of the white owl sweeping Wavy in the dusk lit by one large star. Lone on the fir-branch, his rattle-note unvaried, Brooding o'er the gloom, spins the brown eve-jar. Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting: So were it with me if forgetting could be willed. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling wellspring Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled.
Страница 40 - Large and smoky red the sun's cold disk drops, Clipped by naked hills, on violet shaded snow: Eastward large and still lights up a bower of moonrise, Whence at her leisure steps the moon aglow. Nightlong on black print-branches our beech-tree Gazes in this whiteness: nightlong could I. Here may life on death or death on life be painted.
Страница 170 - We saw the swallows gathering in the sky, And in the osier-isle we heard them noise. We had not to look back on summer joys, Or forward to a summer of bright dye: But in the largeness of the evening earth Our spirits grew as we went side by side. The hour became her husband and my bride. Love that had robbed us so, thus blessed our dearth ! The pilgrims of the year waxed...
Страница 172 - 11 be man's blank page. Yes, my old girl ! and it's no use crying : Juggler, constable, king, must bow. One that outjuggles all 's been spying Long to have me, and he has me now. We've travelled times to this old common : Often we've hung our pots in the gorse.
Страница 66 - For him the woods were a home and gave him the key Of knowledge, thirst for their treasures in herbs and flowers. The secrets held by the creatures nearer than we To earth he sought...
Страница 67 - And this he deemed might be boon of love to a breast Embracing tenderly each little motive shape, The prone, the flitting, who seek their food whither best Their wits direct, whither best from their foes escape. For closer drawn to our mother's natural milk, As babes they learn where her motherly help is great: They know the juice for the honey, juice for the silk, And need they medical antidotes, find them straight.
Страница 32 - Fleeter she seems in her stay than in her flight. Shy as the squirrel that leaps among the pinetops, Wayward as the swallow overhead at set of sun, She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer, Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won!
Страница 38 - This I may know: her dressing and undressing Such a change of light shows as when the skies in sport Shift from cloud to moonlight; or edging over thunder Slips a ray of sun; or sweeping into port White sails furl; or on the ocean borders White sails lean along the waves leaping green.