Standard English Poems: Spenser to Tennyson

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Henry Spackman Pancoast
H. Holt, 1899 - 749 pages

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Page 323 - MY HEART LEAPS UP (1807) My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man; 5 So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die! The Child is father of the Man;
Page 507 - Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho' We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will 70 To strive, to seek, to find, and
Page 74 - In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure. TAKE, OH, TAKE THOSE LIPS AWAY (From Measure for Measure, IV. 1, 1603) Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn;
Page 501 - Far along the world-wide whisper of the southwind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm; 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,
Page 516 - For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain. If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend ? For so the whole round earth is every way (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the
Page 358 - but this I tell 610 To thee, thou Wedding-Guest I He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; 615 For the dear God who loveth us, The Mariner, whose eye is bright, Whose beard with age is hoar,
Page 402 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue,
Page 286 - But, och! I backward cast my e'e, On prospects drear! An' forward, tho' I canna see, I guess an' fear! TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY, ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH IN APRIL, 1786 Wee, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stour Thy slender stem:
Page 573 - of the world. Ah, love, let us be true 30 To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Xor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
Page 418 - Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; 90 Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear; If we were things born

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