The Poetical Works of Edward Rowland SillHoughton, Mifflin, 1906 - Всего страниц: 423 |
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ÆNEID afar azure beauty beneath bird bloom blossoms blue brain breast breath bright calm child CLOCKS OF GNOSTER-TOWN cloud dark dawn dead deep dream drowsy earth EDWARD ROWLAND SILL eyes face fair feet floating flowers foam Foolish Heart gaunt rock gleam glimmering gloom Gnoster gold golden golden air grass gray grow hand hath hear heart heaven HERMITAGE hills hollow hope hour hush light lips little hour live lonely look monad morning never night Norns o'er POEM Praxiteles Proud youth pure quiet round RUBY HEART SCHOOLHOUSE WINDOWS scorn seemed shadows shine silent sing sleep smile snow song soul spirit stand stars stir summer summer scent sweet tell thee thine things thou thought thrill thrush toss touch touch of grace trees voice wait warm watch waves weary whispers wild wind wings wonder Yunus
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Стр. 275 - The jester doffed his cap and bells, And stood the mocking court before; , They could not see the bitter smile Behind the painted grin he wore. He bowed his head, and bent his knee Upon the monarch's silken stool; His pleading voice arose: "O Lord, Be merciful to me, a fool!
Стр. 276 - Tis not by guilt the onward sweep Of truth and right, O Lord, we stay ; 'Tis by our follies that so long We hold the earth from heaven away. " These clumsy feet, still in the mire, Go crushing blossoms without end ; These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust Among the heart-strings of a friend.
Стр. 277 - THIS I beheld, or dreamed it in a dream : — There spread a cloud of dust along a plain ; And underneath the cloud, or in it, raged A furious battle, and men yelled, and swords Shocked upon swords and shields. A prince's banner Wavered, then staggered backward, hemmed by foes. A craven hung along the battle's edge, And thought, " Had I a sword of keener steel — That blue blade that the king's son bears, — but this Blunt thing — ! " he snapt and flung it from his hand, And lowering crept away...
Стр. 213 - To float into their hearts my last warm word, Before I go. " I would be satisfied if I might tell, Before I go, That one warm word, how I have loved them well, Could they but know!
Стр. 343 - On a trefoil two shadow - spears that cross, Three grasses that toss up their nodding heads, With spring and curve like clustered fountain-threads, — • Suddenly, through 'side windows of the eye, Deep solitudes, where never souls have met; Vast spaces, forest corridors that lie In a mysterious world, unpeopled yet. Because the outward eye elsewhere was caught, The awfulness and wonder come unsought.
Стр. 359 - TEMPTED. YEs, I know what you say: Since it cannot be soul to soul, Be it flesh to flesh, as it may; But is Earth the whole ? Shall a man betray the Past For all Earth gives? But the Past is dead " ? At last, It is all that lives.
Стр. 292 - Thou art the love celestial, seeking still The soul beneath the form ; the serene will ; The wisdom, of whose deeps the sages dream ; The unseen beauty that doth faintly gleam In stars, and flowers, and waters where they roll ; The unheard music whose faint echoes even Make whosoever hears a homesick soul Thereafter, till he follow it to heaven.
Стр. 236 - Has Time grown sleepy at his post, And let the exiled Summer back, Or is it her regretful ghost, Or witchcraft of the almanac ? While wandering breaths of mignonette In at the open window come, I send my thoughts afar, and let Them paint your Christmas Day at home. Glitter of ice, and glint of frost, And sparkles in the crusted snow; And hark! the dancing sleigh-bells, tost The faster as they fainter grow. The creaking footsteps hurry past; The quick breath dims the frosty air; And down the crisp...
Стр. 309 - THE LOVER'S SONG LEND me thy fillet, Love! I would no longer see: Cover mine eyelids close awhile, And make me blind like thee. Then might I pass her sunny face, And know not it was fair; Then might I hear her voice, nor guess Her starry eyes were there. Ah! banished so from stars and sun — Why need it be my fate? If only she might dream me good And wise, and be my mate! Lend her thy fillet, Love! Let her no longer see : If there is hope for me at all, She must be blind like thee. Edward Rowland...
Стр. 226 - t was gone ; the leaf was dry. The little ghost of an inaudible squeak Was lost to the frog that goggled from his stone ; Who, at the huge, slow tread of a thoughtful ox Coming to drink, stirred sideways fatly, plunged, Launched backward twice, and all the pool was still.
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| Название | The Poetical Works of Edward Rowland Sill |
| Автор | Edward Rowland Sill |
| Редактор | William Belmont Parker |
| Издатель | Houghton, Mifflin, 1906 |
| Владелец оригинала: | Калифорнийский университет |
| Оцифровано | 27 июн 2007 |
| Количество страниц | Всего страниц: 423 |
| Экспорт цитаты | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |