PoemsEdward Moxon, 1856 - 379 páginas |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 23
Página 22
... - blue the deep sphere overhead , Distinct with vivid stars inlaid , Grew darker from that under - flame : So , leaping lightly from the boat , With silver anchor left afloat , In marvel whence that 22 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
... - blue the deep sphere overhead , Distinct with vivid stars inlaid , Grew darker from that under - flame : So , leaping lightly from the boat , With silver anchor left afloat , In marvel whence that 22 RECOLLECTIONS OF.
Página 27
... star The black earth with brilliance rare . 3 . Whilome thou camest with the morning mist , And with the evening ... stars which tremble O'er the deep mind of dauntless infancy . Small thought was there of life's distress ; For sure ...
... star The black earth with brilliance rare . 3 . Whilome thou camest with the morning mist , And with the evening ... stars which tremble O'er the deep mind of dauntless infancy . Small thought was there of life's distress ; For sure ...
Página 38
... stars above ; Dower'd with the hate of hate , the scorn of scorn , The love of love . He saw thro ' life and death , thro ' good and ill , He saw thro ' his own soul . The marvel of the everlasting will , An open scroll , : Before him ...
... stars above ; Dower'd with the hate of hate , the scorn of scorn , The love of love . He saw thro ' life and death , thro ' good and ill , He saw thro ' his own soul . The marvel of the everlasting will , An open scroll , : Before him ...
Página 68
... Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy . The bridle bells rang merrily As he rode down to Camelot : And from his blazon'd baldric slung A mighty silver bugle hung , And as he rode 68 THE LADY OF SHALOTT .
... Like to some branch of stars we see Hung in the golden Galaxy . The bridle bells rang merrily As he rode down to Camelot : And from his blazon'd baldric slung A mighty silver bugle hung , And as he rode 68 THE LADY OF SHALOTT .
Página 106
... stars . " O mother , hear me yet before I die . I wish that somewhere in the ruin'd folds , Among the fragments tumbled from the glens , Or the dry thickets , I could meet with her , The Abominable , that uninvited came Into the fair ...
... stars . " O mother , hear me yet before I die . I wish that somewhere in the ruin'd folds , Among the fragments tumbled from the glens , Or the dry thickets , I could meet with her , The Abominable , that uninvited came Into the fair ...
Índice
3 | |
17 | |
31 | |
45 | |
49 | |
57 | |
65 | |
73 | |
230 | |
236 | |
245 | |
258 | |
265 | |
285 | |
312 | |
322 | |
175 | |
184 | |
191 | |
203 | |
214 | |
221 | |
331 | |
337 | |
352 | |
358 | |
364 | |
376 | |
Otras ediciones - Ver todo
Términos y frases comunes
beneath blow born break breath brow cheek child close cloud cold comes dark dead dear death deep door dream earth eyes face fair fall fear field fire flowers folds golden grave green grow half hand happy hath head hear heard heart Heaven hills hold hope hour King kiss knew Lady land leave light lips live look Lord memory mind moon morn mother move never night o'er once Oriana pass Queen rest rise rose round seem'd shadow side sing sitting sleep slowly smile song soul sound speak spirit stars stood summer sweet tears thee thine things thou thought thro till took tree truth turn unto voice wild wind
Pasajes populares
Página 199 - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Página 11 - He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
Página 271 - Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Página 283 - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
Página 279 - With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battleflags 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, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
Página 268 - Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro...
Página 335 - Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board, no helmsman steers, I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail: With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars.
Página 142 - In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams ! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go ; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
Página 70 - In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining Heavily the low sky raining Over tower'd Camelot.
Página 195 - King Arthur's sword, Excalibur, Wrought by the lonely maiden of the Lake. Nine years she wrought it, sitting in the deeps Upon the hidden bases of the hills.