Poems, Volume 2E. Moxon, 1846 |
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Page 99
... turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment , lightly shaken , ran itself in golden sands . Love took up the harp of Life , and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self , that , trembling , pass'd in music out of ...
... turn'd it in his glowing hands ; Every moment , lightly shaken , ran itself in golden sands . Love took up the harp of Life , and smote on all the chords with might ; Smote the chord of Self , that , trembling , pass'd in music out of ...
Page 104
... Turn thee , turn thee on thy pillow : get thee to thy rest again . Nay , but Nature brings thee solace ; for a 104 LOCKSLEY HALL .
... Turn thee , turn thee on thy pillow : get thee to thy rest again . Nay , but Nature brings thee solace ; for a 104 LOCKSLEY HALL .
Page 106
... turn to , lighting upon days like these ? Every door is barr'd with gold , and opens but to golden keys . Every gate is throng'd with suitors , all the markets over- flow . I have but an angry fancy : what is that which I should do ? I ...
... turn to , lighting upon days like these ? Every door is barr'd with gold , and opens but to golden keys . Every gate is throng'd with suitors , all the markets over- flow . I have but an angry fancy : what is that which I should do ? I ...
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