Lyric Poetry, Volume 2J. M. Dent and sons Limited; New York, 1913 - 374 pages |
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... bright cup ! Hail , mail'd warrior ! Hail , prince's pride ! How has time gone : Darkened under night - helm As it ' twere not . There standeth now + where the warrior - lovers trod a wall wondrous high + worm - like shining The earls ...
... bright cup ! Hail , mail'd warrior ! Hail , prince's pride ! How has time gone : Darkened under night - helm As it ' twere not . There standeth now + where the warrior - lovers trod a wall wondrous high + worm - like shining The earls ...
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... bright seeming enlightenest . " " D This poem , the second in the Exeter Book , still bears in its lines the ring of the old northern song , but with a distinct increase of melody ; and in Cynewulf's vision of Paradise , the ...
... bright seeming enlightenest . " " D This poem , the second in the Exeter Book , still bears in its lines the ring of the old northern song , but with a distinct increase of melody ; and in Cynewulf's vision of Paradise , the ...
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... bright That sully seemly is on sight , Menskful maiden of might Fair and free to fond . In all this wurnliche won , A bird of blood and of bone Never yet I knew none Lissomer in lond . A better burd never was . She is dear worth by day ...
... bright That sully seemly is on sight , Menskful maiden of might Fair and free to fond . In all this wurnliche won , A bird of blood and of bone Never yet I knew none Lissomer in lond . A better burd never was . She is dear worth by day ...
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... bright That men clepen Marye full of might , Redemptoris Mater . " It is against our whole experience of the common - folk of England , racially at this time three - quarter Saxon , and a quarter Celtic , to believe them songless in the ...
... bright That men clepen Marye full of might , Redemptoris Mater . " It is against our whole experience of the common - folk of England , racially at this time three - quarter Saxon , and a quarter Celtic , to believe them songless in the ...
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... bright ; They sang , Terli , terlow ; So merrily the shepherds their pipes can blow . Down from heaven , from heaven so high , Of angels there came a great company , With mirth , and joy , and great solemnity ; They sang , Terli ...
... bright ; They sang , Terli , terlow ; So merrily the shepherds their pipes can blow . Down from heaven , from heaven so high , Of angels there came a great company , With mirth , and joy , and great solemnity ; They sang , Terli ...
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Page 278 - Poems was to choose incidents and situations from common life, and to relate or describe them, throughout, as far as was possible in a selection of language really used by men, and, at the same time, to throw over them a certain colouring of imagination, whereby ordinary things should be presented to the mind in an unusual aspect...
Page 277 - I thought of Chatterton, the marvellous Boy, The sleepless Soul that perished in his pride; Of Him who walked in glory and in joy Following his plough, along the mountain-side: By our own spirits are we deified: We Poets in our youth begin in gladness; But thereof come in the end despondency and madness.
Page 286 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain. Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths; all these have vanished ; They live no longer in the faith of reason!
Page 223 - Go, lovely rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee. How sweet and fair she seems to be.
Page 345 - THEY told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead, They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed. I wept as I remember'd how often you and I Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky...
Page 287 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Page 185 - DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so, For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleep, which but thy...
Page 343 - And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.
Page 152 - I'll kneel down And ask of thee forgiveness: so we'll live, And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too, — Who loses and who wins; who's in, who's out; — And take...
Page 188 - Ah Ben! Say how or when Shall we, thy guests, Meet at those lyric feasts, Made at the Sun, The Dog, the Triple Tun ; Where we such clusters had, As made us nobly wild, not mad ? And yet each verse of thine Out-did the meat, out-did the frolic wine.