Till the slow sea rise and the sheer cliff crumble, Till terrace and meadow the deep gulfs drink, Till the strength of the waves of the high tides humble The fields that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched... The Library Magazine - Страница 1631880Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
| Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. A MATCH. IF love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In... | |
| 1876 - 814 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain...on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. — The Athenäum. rSKETCH OF A JOURNEY ACROSS AFRICA. BY LIEUTENANT LOVETT VERNEY CAMERON. HABIB IBN SAUM,... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1878 - 296 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. RELICS. THIS flower that smells of honey and the sea, White laurustine, seems in my hand to be A white... | |
| 1880 - 1112 страници
...exquisite lyric, A Forsaken Garden. " Here now in his triumph where all things falter,' Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on hia own strange altar, Death lies dead." The remarkable, and in many respects pre-eminent, series of... | |
| Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - 906 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink. Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread. As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. , ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE. ®l)e lint lev Uum. THE latter rain, — it falls in anxious haste Upon... | |
| English poets - 1883 - 364 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. AUSTIN DOBSON Born 1840 "GOOD NIGHT, BABETTEI" "Si vieillesse pouvait 1— " SCENE.—A small neat... | |
| 1883 - 378 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. AUSTIN' DOBSON Born 1840 "GOOD NIGHT, BABETTE 1" f "Si vieillesse pouvait I— " SCENE.—A small neat... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1884 - 724 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink. Here now in his triumph where all things falter. Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, ! As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. RELICS. THIS flower that smells of honey and — the sea. White laufustine, seems in my hand to be... | |
| Algernon Charles Swinburne - 1887 - 252 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. THE CAVES OF SABK. (Tilt is/md ucu viiited ka Victor Hugo during Ih; first years of his exile.) FBOM the... | |
| Henry Fitz Randolph - 1887 - 392 страници
...that lessen, the rocks that shrink, Here now in his triumph where all things falter, Stretched out on the spoils that his own hand spread, As a god self-slain on his own strange altar, Death lies dead. MATHILDE BLIND. FROM 'THE PROPHECY OF ST. ORAN. ' ' A CURSE is on this work ! ' Columba cried ; And... | |
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