Poetical Works: From 1826 to 1844J.R. Osgood, 1872 - 533 páginas |
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... Nature A Sea - side Walk The Sea - mew My Doves To Mary Russell Mitford in her Garden The Exile's Return A Song against Singing PAGE 15 E5 29 36 39 45 48 51 52 55 57 58 61 63 65 65 68 68 69 70 70 The Measure Cowper's Grave The Weakest ...
... Nature A Sea - side Walk The Sea - mew My Doves To Mary Russell Mitford in her Garden The Exile's Return A Song against Singing PAGE 15 E5 29 36 39 45 48 51 52 55 57 58 61 63 65 65 68 68 69 70 70 The Measure Cowper's Grave The Weakest ...
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... Nature Cheerfulness taught by Reason Exaggeration Adequacy To George Sand . - A Desire To George Sand . - A Recognition Flush or Faunus The Prisoner Insufficiency Finite and Infinite Two Sketches 85 Mountaineer and Poet The Poet Hiram ...
... Nature Cheerfulness taught by Reason Exaggeration Adequacy To George Sand . - A Desire To George Sand . - A Recognition Flush or Faunus The Prisoner Insufficiency Finite and Infinite Two Sketches 85 Mountaineer and Poet The Poet Hiram ...
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... Nature's Remorses . The King's Gift The North and the South . 508 509 511 512 514 515 515 517 519 521 522 523 524 522 523 524 525 526 527 528 530 532 532 POEMS . THE SERAPHIM . Through midnight cloud or morning's xiv CONTENTS .
... Nature's Remorses . The King's Gift The North and the South . 508 509 511 512 514 515 515 517 519 521 522 523 524 522 523 524 525 526 527 528 530 532 532 POEMS . THE SERAPHIM . Through midnight cloud or morning's xiv CONTENTS .
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... nature's depth and height . The tremor of an inexpressive thought Too self - amazed to shape itself aloud , O'erruns the awful curving of thy lips : And while thine hands are stretched above As newly they had caught Some lightning from ...
... nature's depth and height . The tremor of an inexpressive thought Too self - amazed to shape itself aloud , O'erruns the awful curving of thy lips : And while thine hands are stretched above As newly they had caught Some lightning from ...
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... Nature flower and sward , She hath given back again , For the myrtle , the thorn ; For the sylvan calm , the human scorn . Still , still , reluctant Seraph , gaze beneath ! There is a city- Zerah . Temple and tower , Palace and purple ...
... Nature flower and sward , She hath given back again , For the myrtle , the thorn ; For the sylvan calm , the human scorn . Still , still , reluctant Seraph , gaze beneath ! There is a city- Zerah . Temple and tower , Palace and purple ...
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Adam Ador æther angels Antistrophe Aurora Aurora Leigh beauty beloved beneath bird bless breath brow calm cheeks child Cimabue cold cousin crown curse dark dead dear death doth dream drop dropt earth evermore eyes face fair feet Florence flowers gaze glory God's grave grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven Hephaestus holy Italy Kate Ward keep kiss lady laugh leave light lips live look Lucifer Margret Marian mother neath never night nosegay o'er Oceanus pale passion phalanstery pity poet poor praise pray Prometheus Romney Leigh rose round sate scorn semichorus seraph shine sigh sight silence sing sleep smile song soul speak spirit stand stars stood sweet tears thee thine things thought Toll slowly touch trees turned Tuscan Twas twixt voice wail ween weep wind woman word Zerah Zeus
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Página 151 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
Página 144 - IF thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say " I love her for her smile- — her look — her way Of speaking gently, — for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and certes brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day " — For these things in themselves, Beloved, may Be changed, or change for thee, — and love, so wrought, May be unwrought so. Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, — A creature might forget to weep,...
Página 300 - we are weary, And we cannot run or leap ; If we cared for any meadows, it were merely To drop down in them and sleep. Our knees tremble sorely in the stooping, We fall upon our faces, trying to go ; And, underneath our heavy eyelids drooping The reddest flower would look as pale as snow. For, all day, we drag our burden tiring Through the coal-dark, underground ; Or, all day, we drive the wheels of iron In the factories, round and round.
Página 301 - They look up with their pale and sunken faces, And their look is dread to see, For they 'mind you of their angels in high places, With eyes turned on Deity. "How long...
Página 146 - WHEN our two souls stand up erect and strong, Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher, Until the lengthening wings break into fire At either curved point, — what bitter wrong Can the earth do to us, that we should not long Be here contented ? Think ! In mounting higher, The angels would press on us and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep, dear silence.
Página 301 - And we think that, in some pause of angels' song, God may pluck them with the silence sweet to gather, And hold both within His right hand which is strong. 'Our Father!' If He heard us, He would surely (For they call Him good and mild) Answer, smiling down the steep world very purely, 'Come and rest with me, my child.
Página 68 - A CHILD'S THOUGHT OF GOD. THEY say that God lives very high; But, if you look above the pines, You cannot see our God; and why ? And, if you dig down in the mines, You never see him in the gold ; Though from him all that's glory shines. God is so good he wears a fold Of heaven and earth across his face, Like secrets kept for love, untold. But still I feel that his embrace Slides down by thrills through all things made, — Through sight and sound of every place. As if my tender mother laid On my...
Página 147 - I LIVED with visions for my company, Instead of men and women, years ago, And found them gentle mates, nor thought to know A sweeter music than they played to me. But soon their trailing purple was not free Of this world's dust, — their lutes did silent grow, And I myself grew faint and blind below Their vanishing eyes. Then THOU didst come . . to be, Beloved, what they seemed. Their shining fronts, Their songs, their...
Página 142 - Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of my door Of individual life, I shall command The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand Serenely in the sunshine as before. Without the sense of that which I forbore, . . Thy touch upon the palm.
Página 521 - This is the way," laughed the great god Pan (Laughed while he sat by the river), "The only way since gods began To make sweet music, they could succeed.