In MemoriamEdward Moxon, 1850 - 210ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... into frost ! Such clouds of nameless trouble cross All night below the darken'd eyes ; With morning wakes the will , and cries , • Thou shall not be the fool of loss . ' V. I SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put IV. ...
... into frost ! Such clouds of nameless trouble cross All night below the darken'd eyes ; With morning wakes the will , and cries , • Thou shall not be the fool of loss . ' V. I SOMETIMES hold it half a sin To put IV. ...
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... him best , " She takes a riband or a rose ; For he will see them on to - night ; And with the thought her colour burns ; And , having left the glass , she turns Once more to set a ringlet right ; And , even when she turn'd , the curse Had ...
... him best , " She takes a riband or a rose ; For he will see them on to - night ; And with the thought her colour burns ; And , having left the glass , she turns Once more to set a ringlet right ; And , even when she turn'd , the curse Had ...
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... night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding keel , till Phosphor , bright As our pure love , thro ' early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks . Sphere all your lights around , above ; Sleep , gentle heavens , before the prow ; Sleep ...
... night no ruder air perplex Thy sliding keel , till Phosphor , bright As our pure love , thro ' early light Shall glimmer on the dewy decks . Sphere all your lights around , above ; Sleep , gentle heavens , before the prow ; Sleep ...
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... night ; I see the cabin - window bright ; I see the sailor at the wheel . Thou bringest the sailor to his wife , And travell❜d men from foreign lands ; And letters unto trembling hands ; And , thy dark freight , a vanish'd life . So ...
... night ; I see the cabin - window bright ; I see the sailor at the wheel . Thou bringest the sailor to his wife , And travell❜d men from foreign lands ; And letters unto trembling hands ; And , thy dark freight , a vanish'd life . So ...
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Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. And I perceived no touch of change , No hint of death in all his frame , But found him all in all the same , I should not feel it to be strange . XV . To night the winds began to rise And 23.
Alfred Tennyson Baron Tennyson. And I perceived no touch of change , No hint of death in all his frame , But found him all in all the same , I should not feel it to be strange . XV . To night the winds began to rise And 23.
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1 ÆäÀÌÁö - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
210 ÆäÀÌÁö - Whereof the man, that with me trod This planet, was a noble type Appearing ere the times were ripe, That friend of mine who lives in God, That God, which ever lives and loves, One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who breaks his birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance, And grapples with his evil star...
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - The Danube to the Severn gave The darken'd heart that beat no more; They laid him by the pleasant shore, And in the hearing of the wave. There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.
67 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE baby new to earth and sky, What time his tender palm is prest Against the circle of the breast, Has never thought that ' this is I : ' But as he grows he gathers much, And learns the use of ' I,' and ' me,' And finds ' I am not what I see, And other than the things I touch...
76 ÆäÀÌÁö - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
159 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE time draws near the birth of Christ : The moon is hid ; the night is still ; The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist. Four voices of four hamlets round, From far and near, on mead and moor, Swell out and fail, as if a door Were shut between me and the sound : Each voice four changes on the wind, That now dilate, and now decrease, Peace...
143 ÆäÀÌÁö - He fought his doubts and gather'd strength, He would not make his judgment blind, He faced the spectres of the mind And laid them: thus he came at length To find a stronger faith his own; And Power was with him in the night, Which makes the darkness and the light, And dwells not in the light alone, But in the darkness and the cloud, As over Sinai's peaks of old, While Israel made their gods of gold, Altho
185 ÆäÀÌÁö - I trust I have not wasted breath: I think we are not wholly brain, Magnetic mockeries; not in vain, Like Paul with beasts, I fought with Death; Not only cunning casts in clay: Let Science prove we are, and then What matters Science unto men, At least to me? I would not stay.