Sonnets of this CenturyWilliam Sharp W. Scott, 1886 - 333 páginas |
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... strive and struggle to deliver right The music of my nature , day and night With dream and thought and feeling interwound , And inly answering all the senses round With octaves of a mystic depth and height Which step out grandly to the ...
... strive and struggle to deliver right The music of my nature , day and night With dream and thought and feeling interwound , And inly answering all the senses round With octaves of a mystic depth and height Which step out grandly to the ...
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... 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 , -I love thee ...
... 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 , -I love thee ...
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... strive , O sun , nor dost thou cry Amid thy cloud - built streets ; but meek and still , Thou dost the type of Jesus best fulfil , A noiseless revelation in the sky . LXXXIII , AD MATREM . OFT in the after days 82 FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER .
... strive , O sun , nor dost thou cry Amid thy cloud - built streets ; but meek and still , Thou dost the type of Jesus best fulfil , A noiseless revelation in the sky . LXXXIII , AD MATREM . OFT in the after days 82 FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER .
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... strive with darkness nights and days , Till my perfected work towards him I raise , Who laughs thereat , and scorns me more than ever ; Yet his upbraiding is beyond all praise . This lover that I love I call : Endeavour . N CLXXI . TWO ...
... strive with darkness nights and days , Till my perfected work towards him I raise , Who laughs thereat , and scorns me more than ever ; Yet his upbraiding is beyond all praise . This lover that I love I call : Endeavour . N CLXXI . TWO ...
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... wreath therefrom , That cheats him even the while he views it glide ( Merging in other foam - tracks stretching wide ) , So strive we to keep clear that day our home First saw you riven - a memory thence to roam 272 NOTES .
... wreath therefrom , That cheats him even the while he views it glide ( Merging in other foam - tracks stretching wide ) , So strive we to keep clear that day our home First saw you riven - a memory thence to roam 272 NOTES .
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Página lvi - Since there's no help. come let us kiss and part: Nay. I have done: you get no more of me. And I am glad. yea. glad with all my heart. That thus so cleanly I myself can free: Shake hands for ever. cancel all our vows. And when we meet at any time again. Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
Página 114 - Homer ruled as his demesne : Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold: Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
Página 119 - Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Página 202 - I MET a traveller from an antique land Who said : Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed. And on the pedestal these words appear: " My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !
Página 264 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a nun Breathless with adoration ; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity ; The gentleness of heaven...
Página 292 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's...
Página 256 - Two Voices are there ; one is of the Sea, One of the Mountains ; each a mighty Voice : In both from age to age Thou didst rejoice, They were thy chosen Music, Liberty...
Página lviii - Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad: Mad in pursuit, and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme; A bliss in proof, — and prov'd, a very woe; Before, a joy propos'd; behind, a dream.
Página 34 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Página 260 - Sleepless ! and soon the small birds' melodies Must hear, first uttered from my orchard trees ; And the first cuckoo's melancholy cry. Even thus last night, and two nights more, I lay, And could not win thee, Sleep ! by any stealth : So do not let me wear...