A Memoir of the Life of Adam Lindsay Gordon: The Laureate of the Centaurs : with New Poems, Prose Sketches...W. W. Gibbings, 1892 - 214 страници |
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Страница 161 - And Pan by noon and Bacchus by night, Fleeter of foot than the fleet-foot kid, Follows with dancing and fills with delight The Maenad and the Bassarid; And soft as lips that laugh and hide The laughing leaves of the trees divide, And screen from seeing and leave in sight The god pursuing, the maiden hid.
Страница 88 - For good undone and gifts misspent and resolutions vain, Tis somewhat late to trouble. This I know— I should live the same life over, if I had to live again; And the chances are I go where most men go.
Страница 44 - But whose granite base the breakers surge, And shiver their frothy spray, Outstretched, I gaze on the eddying wreath That gathers and flits away, With the surf beneath, and between my teeth The stem of the "ancient clay".
Страница 58 - Oh ! the vigour with which the air is rife ! The spirit of joyous motion ; The fever, the fulness of animal life, Can be drained from no earthly potion ! The lungs with the living gas grow light, And the limbs feel the strength of ten, While the chest expands with its maddening might, GOD'S GLORIOUS OXYGEN...
Страница 106 - Stern the world and bitter cold, Irksome, painful to endure ; Everywhere a love of gold, Nowhere pity for the poor. Everywhere mistrust, disguise, Pride, hypocrisy, and show ; Draw the curtain, close mine eyes, I am weary, let me go.
Страница 11 - The nightwind sings its immemorial hymn, And sobs above a newly-covered grave. The bard, the scholar, and the man who lived, That frank, that open-hearted life which keeps The splendid fire of English chivalry From dying out; the one who never wronged A fellow man; the faithful friend who judged The many, anxious to be loved of him, By what he saw, and not by what he heard, As lesser spirits do; the brave great soul That never told a lie, or turned aside To fly from danger; he...
Страница 12 - I say, was one Of that bright company this sin-stained world Can ill afford to lose. They did not know, The hundreds who had read his sturdy verse And revelled over ringing major notes, The mournful meaning of the undersong Which runs through all he wrote, and often takes The deep autumnal, half-prophetic tone Of forest winds in March...
Страница 106 - In the heroes' muster-roll — I am weary, let me go. Shield and buckler, hang them up, Drape the standards on the wall, I have drained the mortal cup To the finish, dregs and all ; When our work is done 'tis best, Brother, best that we should go — I am weary, let me rest, I am weary, lay me low.