The Leading English Poets from Chaucer to Browning: Ed., with Introduction, Biographies, and Glossary |
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So soon as an inspired poet speaks to men , then will the souls of men respond
as they have in the past . A love of poetry is the essence of great thought and
great living . GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1 TRUTH LAK OF STEDFASTNESSE nesse
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So soon as an inspired poet speaks to men , then will the souls of men respond
as they have in the past . A love of poetry is the essence of great thought and
great living . GEOFFREY CHAUCER 1 TRUTH LAK OF STEDFASTNESSE nesse
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Fair daffodils , we weep to see You haste away so soon ; As yet the early - rising
sun Has not attain ' d his noon . Stay , stay , Until the hasting day Has run But to
the evensong ; And , having prayed together , we Will go with you along . 10 We ...
Fair daffodils , we weep to see You haste away so soon ; As yet the early - rising
sun Has not attain ' d his noon . Stay , stay , Until the hasting day Has run But to
the evensong ; And , having prayed together , we Will go with you along . 10 We ...
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... of Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail . Gold ; And speckled Vanity Will
sicken soon and die , The Oracles are dumb ; And leprous Sin will melt from
earthly No voice or hideous hum mould ; Runs through the arched roof in words
And ...
... of Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail . Gold ; And speckled Vanity Will
sicken soon and die , The Oracles are dumb ; And leprous Sin will melt from
earthly No voice or hideous hum mould ; Runs through the arched roof in words
And ...
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... whispering winds soon lulled asleep . While the ploughman , near at hand ,
Towered cities please us then , Whistles o ' er the furrowed land , And the busy
hum of men , And the milkmaid singeth blithe , Where throngs of Knights and
Barons ...
... whispering winds soon lulled asleep . While the ploughman , near at hand ,
Towered cities please us then , Whistles o ' er the furrowed land , And the busy
hum of men , And the milkmaid singeth blithe , Where throngs of Knights and
Barons ...
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... though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker , and present My true
account , lest He returning chide , “ Doth God exact day - labour , light denied ? " I
fondly ask . But Patience , to pre - vent That murmur , soon replies , “ God doth ...
... though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker , and present My true
account , lest He returning chide , “ Doth God exact day - labour , light denied ? " I
fondly ask . But Patience , to pre - vent That murmur , soon replies , “ God doth ...
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Página 447 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Página 116 - Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising. Haply I think on thee,— and then my state (Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate ; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Página 528 - 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 337 - They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure...
Página 567 - O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Página 535 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Página 321 - Winds thwarting winds, bewildered and forlorn, The torrents shooting from the clear blue sky, The rocks that muttered close upon our ears, Black drizzling crags that spake by the way-side As if a voice were in them, the sick sight And giddy prospect of the raving stream, The unfettered clouds and region of the Heavens, Tumult and peace, the darkness and the light — Were all like workings of one mind, the features Of the same face, blossoms upon one tree ; Characters of the great Apocalypse, The...
Página 762 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes which aye and anon His fierce lips shook upwards in galloping on. * By Hasselt, Dirck groaned; and cried Joris, "Stay spur! Your Roos galloped bravely, the fault's not in her, We'll remember at Aix...
Página 228 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires ; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk...
Página 417 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gather'd then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!