The princess. With illustr. from drawings by D. Maclise |
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... Ida ; let us down and rest ; ' and we Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices , By every coppice - feather'd chasm and cleft , Dropt thro ' the ambrosial gloom to where below No bigger than a glow - worm shone the tent Lamp - lit ...
... Ida ; let us down and rest ; ' and we Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices , By every coppice - feather'd chasm and cleft , Dropt thro ' the ambrosial gloom to where below No bigger than a glow - worm shone the tent Lamp - lit ...
Стр. 87
... Princess cried ; Forbear , Sir ' I ; And heated thro ' and thro ' with wrath and love , I smote him on the breast ; he started up ; There rose a shriek as of a city sack'd ; " Melissa clamour'd Flee the death ; ' To horse ' Said Ida ...
... Princess cried ; Forbear , Sir ' I ; And heated thro ' and thro ' with wrath and love , I smote him on the breast ; he started up ; There rose a shriek as of a city sack'd ; " Melissa clamour'd Flee the death ; ' To horse ' Said Ida ...
Стр. 87
... Ida ; let us down and rest ; ' and we Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices , By every coppice - feather'd chasm and cleft , Dropt thro ' the ambrosial gloom to where below No bigger than a glow - worm shone the tent Lamp - lit ...
... Ida ; let us down and rest ; ' and we Down from the lean and wrinkled precipices , By every coppice - feather'd chasm and cleft , Dropt thro ' the ambrosial gloom to where below No bigger than a glow - worm shone the tent Lamp - lit ...
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... Ida , full of prayer , Which melted Florian's fancy as she hung , A Niobean daughter , one arm out , Appealing to the bolts of Heaven ; and while We gazed upon her came a little stir About the doors , and on a sudden rush'd Among 100 ...
... Ida , full of prayer , Which melted Florian's fancy as she hung , A Niobean daughter , one arm out , Appealing to the bolts of Heaven ; and while We gazed upon her came a little stir About the doors , and on a sudden rush'd Among 100 ...
Стр. 103
... Ida , Ida , Ida , rang the woods ; The leader wildswan in among the stars Would clang it , and lapt in wreaths of glowworm light The mellow breaker murmur'd Ida . Now , Because I would have reach'd you , had you been A MEDLEY . 103.
... Ida , Ida , Ida , rang the woods ; The leader wildswan in among the stars Would clang it , and lapt in wreaths of glowworm light The mellow breaker murmur'd Ida . Now , Because I would have reach'd you , had you been A MEDLEY . 103.
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Стр. 50 - 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. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon...
Стр. 74 - 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. 151 - That like a broken purpose waste in air : So waste not thou ; but come; for all the vales Await thee ; azure pillars of the hearth Arise to thee; the children call, and I Thy shepherd pipe, and sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet; Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moan of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
Стр. 70 - 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. 76 - O Swallow, Swallow, if I could follow, and light Upon her lattice, I would pipe and trill, And cheep and twitter twenty million loves. " O were I thou that she might take me in, And lay me on her bosom, and her heart Would rock the snowy cradle till I died.
Стр. 138 - Ask me no more : the moon may draw the sea ; The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape, With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape ; But O too fond, when have I answer'd thee? Ask me no more.
Стр. 73 - 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. 117 - Took the face-cloth from the face; Yet she neither moved nor wept. Rose a nurse of ninety years, Set his child upon her knee — Like summer tempest came her tears — " Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Стр. 139 - Ask me no more. Ask me no more: what answer should I give? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye : Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die ! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live; Ask me no more.
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.