The World's Best Poetry ...J.D. Morris, 1904 |
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... weary life , But that the dread of something after death , The undiscovered country from whose bourne No traveller returns , puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus ...
... weary life , But that the dread of something after death , The undiscovered country from whose bourne No traveller returns , puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus ...
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... weary , fu ' o ' care ? Thou ' t break my heart , thou warbling bird , That wantons through the flowering thorn ; Thou minds me o ' departed joys , Departed - never to return . Thou ' t break my heart , thou bonnie bird , That sings ...
... weary , fu ' o ' care ? Thou ' t break my heart , thou warbling bird , That wantons through the flowering thorn ; Thou minds me o ' departed joys , Departed - never to return . Thou ' t break my heart , thou bonnie bird , That sings ...
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... weary , that his brain is over- wrought , Soothe him with thy finer fancies , touch him . with thy lighter thought . He will answer to the purpose , easy things to understand , - Better thou wert dead before me , though I slew thee with ...
... weary , that his brain is over- wrought , Soothe him with thy finer fancies , touch him . with thy lighter thought . He will answer to the purpose , easy things to understand , - Better thou wert dead before me , though I slew thee with ...
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... WEARY lot is thine , fair maid , A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid , And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye , a soldier's mien , A feather of the blue , A doublet of the Lincoln green— No more of me you ...
... WEARY lot is thine , fair maid , A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid , And press the rue for wine ! A lightsome eye , a soldier's mien , A feather of the blue , A doublet of the Lincoln green— No more of me you ...
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... weary world to sleep are gane , The waes o ' my heart fa ' in showers frae my e'e , While my gudeman lies sound by me . Young Jamie lo'ed me weel , and sought me for his bride ; But saving a crown , he had naething else beside . To mak ...
... weary world to sleep are gane , The waes o ' my heart fa ' in showers frae my e'e , While my gudeman lies sound by me . Young Jamie lo'ed me weel , and sought me for his bride ; But saving a crown , he had naething else beside . To mak ...
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Page 366 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. VII. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Page 161 - Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate thee ; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
Page 438 - Neaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights and live laborious days: But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with the abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
Page 166 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Page 167 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Page 31 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Page 360 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Page 143 - ... Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 366 - Shaped by himself with newly -learned art ; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral ; And this hath now his heart, And unto this he frames his song : Then will he fit his tongue To dialogues of business, love, or strife : But it will not be long Ere this be thrown aside. And with new joy and pride The little Actor cons another part ; Filling from time to time his
Page 32 - I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long Thy power hath...