Poems, Volume 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 pages |
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... sound , And waked with silence , grunted " Good ! " but we Sat rapt it was the tone with which he read- Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem'd it from the charge of nothingness- Or else we 16 MORTE D'ARTHUR .
... sound , And waked with silence , grunted " Good ! " but we Sat rapt it was the tone with which he read- Perhaps some modern touches here and there Redeem'd it from the charge of nothingness- Or else we 16 MORTE D'ARTHUR .
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... and war shall be no more . ” At this a hundred bells began to peal , That with the sound I woke , and heard indeed The clear church - bells ring in the Christmas morn . THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ; OR , THE PICTURES . THIS 18 MORTE D'ARTHUR .
... and war shall be no more . ” At this a hundred bells began to peal , That with the sound I woke , and heard indeed The clear church - bells ring in the Christmas morn . THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ; OR , THE PICTURES . THIS 18 MORTE D'ARTHUR .
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... his masterpiece . " And up we rose , and on the spur we went . Not wholly in the busy world , nor quite Beyond it , blooms the garden that I love . News from the humming city comes to it In sound 20 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
... his masterpiece . " And up we rose , and on the spur we went . Not wholly in the busy world , nor quite Beyond it , blooms the garden that I love . News from the humming city comes to it In sound 20 THE GARDENER'S DAUGHTER ;
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells , And , sitting muffled in dark leaves , you hear The windy clanging of the minster clock ; Although between it and the ...
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells , And , sitting muffled in dark leaves , you hear The windy clanging of the minster clock ; Although between it and the ...
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... sound , ( For those old Mays had thrice the life of these , ) Rings in mine ears . The steer forgot to graze , And , where the hedge - row cuts the pathway , stood , Leaning his horns into the neighbour field , And lowing to his fellows ...
... sound , ( For those old Mays had thrice the life of these , ) Rings in mine ears . The steer forgot to graze , And , where the hedge - row cuts the pathway , stood , Leaning his horns into the neighbour field , And lowing to his fellows ...
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Page 105 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue ; Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunderstorm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Page 174 - My good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure.
Page 14 - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Page 104 - Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new : That which they have done but earnest of the things that they shall do...
Page 6 - So saying, from the ruin'd shrine he stept And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake. There drew he forth the brand Excalibur...
Page 11 - And caught him by the hilt, and brandish'd him Three times, and drew him under in the mere. And lightly went the other to the King. Then spoke King Arthur, drawing thicker breath : 'Now see I by thine eyes that this is done. Speak out: what is it thou hast heard, or seen?
Page 97 - As the husband is, the wife is: thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down. He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel force, Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.
Page 89 - Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, councils, governments, Myself not least, but...
Page 99 - Comfort? comfort scorn'd of devils! this is truth the poet sings, That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things. Drug thy memories, lest thou learn it, lest thy heart be put to proof, In the dead unhappy night, and when the rain is on the roof.
Page 15 - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death...