Maud, and Other PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1855 - 160 страници |
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. III . COLD and clear - cut face , why come you so cruelly meek , Breaking a slumber in which all spleenful folly was drown'd , Pale with the golden beam of an eyelash dead on the cheek , Passionless , pale ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. III . COLD and clear - cut face , why come you so cruelly meek , Breaking a slumber in which all spleenful folly was drown'd , Pale with the golden beam of an eyelash dead on the cheek , Passionless , pale ...
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... Come sliding out of her sacred glove , And the sunlight broke from her lip ? 10 . I have play'd with her when a child ; She remembers it now we meet . Ah well , well , well , I may be beguiled By some coquettish deceit . Yet , if she ...
... Come sliding out of her sacred glove , And the sunlight broke from her lip ? 10 . I have play'd with her when a child ; She remembers it now we meet . Ah well , well , well , I may be beguiled By some coquettish deceit . Yet , if she ...
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... come what come may , What matter if I go mad , I shall have had my day . 2 . Let the sweet heavens endure , Not close and darken above me Before I am quite quite sure That there is one MAUD . 45.
... come what come may , What matter if I go mad , I shall have had my day . 2 . Let the sweet heavens endure , Not close and darken above me Before I am quite quite sure That there is one MAUD . 45.
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Before I am quite quite sure That there is one to love me Then let come what come may To a life that has been so sad , I shall have had my day . XII . 1 . BIRDS in the high Hall - 46 MAUD .
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. Before I am quite quite sure That there is one to love me Then let come what come may To a life that has been so sad , I shall have had my day . XII . 1 . BIRDS in the high Hall - 46 MAUD .
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... , For her feet have touched the meadows And left the daisies rosy . 7 . Birds in the high Hall - garden Were crying and calling to her , Where is Maud , Maud , Maud , One is come to woo her . 8 . Look , a horse at the door , 48 MAUD .
... , For her feet have touched the meadows And left the daisies rosy . 7 . Birds in the high Hall - garden Were crying and calling to her , Where is Maud , Maud , Maud , One is come to woo her . 8 . Look , a horse at the door , 48 MAUD .
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50 cents 63 cents ask'd babble bailiff beat beauty bell be toll'd blood Blush bow'd brimming river brook Cannon cheat Cloth cold crost crush'd daffodil dance dark dead dear Death delight dream DUKE OF WELLINGTON echo Edition ESSAYS evermore F. D. MAURICE fair fancies feet flash'd flow To join garden glimmer glory golden GOLDEN LEGEND gone Half a league Hall hand happy happy day head hear heart Heaven honor James join the brimming Katie land Lebanon light lilies look'd lord madness Maud meadow night o'er passionate peace people's voice Philip POEMS POETICAL poison'd Portrait Price 50 Price 63 Price 75 cents pride REJECTED ADDRESSES rings rivulet rose Rosy round seem'd shadow shining silent smile song stood sweet thee things thou thro TICKNOR AND FIELDS turn'd TWICE-TOLD TALES vext walks weep wood WRITINGS
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Страница 76 - The slender acacia would not shake One long milk-bloom on the tree ; The white lake-blossom fell into the lake As the pimpernel dozed on the lea ; But the rose was awake all night for your sake, Knowing your promise to me ; 50 The lilies and roses were all awake, They sigh'd for the dawn and thee.
Страница 139 - He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro' the long gorge to the far light has won His path upward, and prevail'd, Shall find the toppling crags of Duty scaled Are close upon the shining table-lands To which our God Himself is moon and sun.
Страница 133 - For this is England's greatest son, He that gain'da hundred fights, Nor ever lost an English gun...
Страница 117 - ... I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance, Among my skimming swallows ; I make the netted sunbeam dance Against my sandy shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly bars ; I loiter round my cresses; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Страница 73 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Страница 128 - BURY the Great Duke With an empire's lamentation, Let us bury the Great Duke To the noise of the mourning of a mighty nation, Mourning when their leaders fall, Warriors carry the warrior's pall, And sorrow darkens hamlet and hall.
Страница 77 - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls, Come hither, the dances are done, In gloss of satin and glimmer of pearls, Queen lily and rose in one; Shine out, little head, sunning over with curls, To the flowers, and be their sun.
Страница 78 - She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airy a tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat, Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
Страница 129 - Mourn for the man of long-enduring blood, The statesman-warrior, moderate, resolute, Whole in himself, a common good. Mourn for the man of amplest influence, Yet clearest of ambitious crime...
Страница 74 - When will the dancers leave her alone? She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day ; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.