Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, 5권1858 |
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... cold restraining spell . Yet for the common lot Of bright hope dimm'd , of woe thou yet may'st share , Even in that lonely spot , Bend thou the knee , and lift the heart in prayer ! Thus should the thankful soul Pour forth its tribute ...
... cold restraining spell . Yet for the common lot Of bright hope dimm'd , of woe thou yet may'st share , Even in that lonely spot , Bend thou the knee , and lift the heart in prayer ! Thus should the thankful soul Pour forth its tribute ...
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... cold or heat As e'en these flint stones are , Here trodden by my naked feet . And yet the soul of prayer is vaster grown , That sense my life requires - that sense alone ; It smells , hears , sees , and feels , and doth descry Things ...
... cold or heat As e'en these flint stones are , Here trodden by my naked feet . And yet the soul of prayer is vaster grown , That sense my life requires - that sense alone ; It smells , hears , sees , and feels , and doth descry Things ...
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... cold heart of a conqueror . Her dewy eyes are closed , And on their lids , whose texture fine Scarce hides the dark blue orbs beneath , The baby sleep is pillow'd : Her golden tresses shade The bosom's stainless pride , Curling like ...
... cold heart of a conqueror . Her dewy eyes are closed , And on their lids , whose texture fine Scarce hides the dark blue orbs beneath , The baby sleep is pillow'd : Her golden tresses shade The bosom's stainless pride , Curling like ...
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... cold ; And , tell her , love will fade with fading leaves , And cease in common mould . Fly from the winter of the world to her ! Fly , happy bird ! I follow in thy flight , Till thou art lost o'er yonder fringe of fir In baths of ...
... cold ; And , tell her , love will fade with fading leaves , And cease in common mould . Fly from the winter of the world to her ! Fly , happy bird ! I follow in thy flight , Till thou art lost o'er yonder fringe of fir In baths of ...
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... cold— I smell the rose above the mould . THE LAPSE OF TIME . By W. C. BRYANT , the American poet . LAMENT who will , in fruitless tears , The speed with which our moments fly , I sigh not over vanish'd years , But watch the years that ...
... cold— I smell the rose above the mould . THE LAPSE OF TIME . By W. C. BRYANT , the American poet . LAMENT who will , in fruitless tears , The speed with which our moments fly , I sigh not over vanish'd years , But watch the years that ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON BARRY CORNWALL beams beauty beneath bird bless bloom blue breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES LAMB CHARLES MACKAY child clouds dark dead dear death deep doth dream drop dwell earth EBENEZER ELLIOTT evermore eyes fair flowers gaze gentle GERALD MASSEY gleams glory golden country green hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven hills holy hour John Brown kiss land light lips live maiden Mont Blanc moon morning mountain nature's night nought o'er old Saxon pass'd peterel poem poet rill river Lee ROBERT SOUTHEY rose round seem'd shade shadows shining shore sigh silent sing sleep smile snow soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream summer sweet SYDNEY DOBELL tears tell thee thine things thou art thought trees turn'd Twas voice wander wave weep wild wind wings
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159 페이지 - O'er other creatures : yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems, And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best...
173 페이지 - YES! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
87 페이지 - How wonderful is Death, Death and his brother Sleep ! One, pale as yonder waning moon With lips of lurid blue ; The other, rosy as the morn When throned on ocean's wave It blushes o'er the world : Yet both so passing wonderful...
384 페이지 - And thinking of the days that are no more. 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.
383 페이지 - The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses. Not once or twice in our fair island-story, He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
272 페이지 - Long, sparkling aisles of steel-stemmed trees Bending to counterfeit a breeze; Sometimes the roof no fretwork knew But silvery mosses that downward grew; Sometimes it was carved in sharp relief With quaint arabesques...
217 페이지 - Or hear'st thou rather pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell? Before the sun, Before the heavens, thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite!
95 페이지 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
193 페이지 - Wanderers in that happy valley Through two luminous windows saw Spirits moving musically, To a lute's well-tuned law, Round about a throne where, sitting, "Porphyrogene, In state his glory well befitting, The ruler of the realm was seen.
383 페이지 - And all the rule, one empire: only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable; add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance; add love, By name to come call'd charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A paradise within thee, happier far.