The Princess: A MedleyEdward Moxon, 1850 - Всего страниц: 177 |
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... SONGS , original cloth , uncut , SCARCE , £ 2 10s , Moxon , 1850 ye 12mo This is really the first complete edition containing many additions , notably the very important SONGS which were introduced to help to express more clearly the ...
... SONGS , original cloth , uncut , SCARCE , £ 2 10s , Moxon , 1850 ye 12mo This is really the first complete edition containing many additions , notably the very important SONGS which were introduced to help to express more clearly the ...
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... song To give us breathing - space . ' So I began , And the rest follow'd : and the women sang Between the rougher voices of the men , Like linnets in the pauses of the wind : And here I give the story and the songs . I. A PRINCE I was ...
... song To give us breathing - space . ' So I began , And the rest follow'd : and the women sang Between the rougher voices of the men , Like linnets in the pauses of the wind : And here I give the story and the songs . I. A PRINCE I was ...
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... songs , the whispers , and the shrieks Of the wild woods together ; and a Voice 6 Went with it Follow , follow , thou shalt win . ' Then , ere the silver sickle of that month Became her golden shield , I stole from court With Cyril and ...
... songs , the whispers , and the shrieks Of the wild woods together ; and a Voice 6 Went with it Follow , follow , thou shalt win . ' Then , ere the silver sickle of that month Became her golden shield , I stole from court With Cyril and ...
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... song , and careless of the snare . There stood a bust of Pallas for a sign , By two sphere lamps blazon'd like Heaven and Earth With constellation and with continent , Above an entry : riding in , we call'd ; A plump - arm'd Ostleress ...
... song , and careless of the snare . There stood a bust of Pallas for a sign , By two sphere lamps blazon'd like Heaven and Earth With constellation and with continent , Above an entry : riding in , we call'd ; A plump - arm'd Ostleress ...
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... song oar'd a shallop by , Or under arches of the marble bridge Hung , shadow'd from the heat : some hid and sought In the orange thickets : others tost a ball Above the fountain - jets , and back again With laughter : others lay about ...
... song oar'd a shallop by , Or under arches of the marble bridge Hung , shadow'd from the heat : some hid and sought In the orange thickets : others tost a ball Above the fountain - jets , and back again With laughter : others lay about ...
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Стр. 70 - THE splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O hark, O hear ! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going ! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing ! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying : Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 70 - O, hark, O, hear! how thin and clear, And thinner, clearer, farther going! O, sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying. O love, they die in yon rich sky. They faint on hill or field or river; Our echoes roll from soul to soul. And grow for ever and for ever. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
Стр. 72 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Стр. 51 - SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Стр. 163 - And come, for Love is of the valley, come, For Love is of the valley, come thou down And find him; by the happy threshold, he, Or hand in hand with Plenty in the maize, Or red with spirted purple of the vats, Or foxlike in the vine ; nor cares to walk With Death and Morning on the silver horns, Nor wilt thou snare him in the white ravine, Nor find him dropt upon the firths of ice, That huddling slant in furrow-cloven falls To roll the torrent out of dusky doors : But follow; let the torrent dance...
Стр. 26 - As thro' the land at eve we went, And pluck'd the ripen'd ears, We fell out, my wife and I, O we fell out I know not why, And kiss'd again with tears. And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears! For when we came where lies the child We lost in other years, There above the little grave, O there above the little grave, We kiss'd again with tears.
Стр. 73 - Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Стр. 73 - Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awaken'd birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
Стр. 159 - Glowing all over noble shame ; and all Her falser self slipt from her like a robe, And left her woman, lovelier in her mood Than in her mould that other, when she came From barren deeps to conquer all with love...
Стр. 110 - Man is the hunter ; woman is his game : The sleek and shining creatures of the chase, We hunt them for the beauty of their skins ; They love us for it, and we ride them down.