PoemsEdward Moxon, 1856 - 379ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... heart it thrilleth When from crimson - threaded lips Silver - treble laughter trilleth : Prythee weep , May Lilian . 4 . Praying all I can , If prayers will not hush thee , Airy Lilian , Like a rose - leaf I will crush thee , Fairy ...
... heart it thrilleth When from crimson - threaded lips Silver - treble laughter trilleth : Prythee weep , May Lilian . 4 . Praying all I can , If prayers will not hush thee , Airy Lilian , Like a rose - leaf I will crush thee , Fairy ...
7 ÆäÀÌÁö
... part Error from crime ; a prudence to withhold ; The laws of marriage character'd in gold Upon the blanched tablets of her heart ; A love still burning upward , giving light low To read those laws ; an accent very In 7 ISABEL.
... part Error from crime ; a prudence to withhold ; The laws of marriage character'd in gold Upon the blanched tablets of her heart ; A love still burning upward , giving light low To read those laws ; an accent very In 7 ISABEL.
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... heart and brain , tho ' undescried , Winning its way with extreme gentleness Thro ' all the outworks of suspicious pride ; A courage to endure and to obey ; A hate of gossip parlance , and of sway , Crown'd Isabel , thro ' all her ...
... heart and brain , tho ' undescried , Winning its way with extreme gentleness Thro ' all the outworks of suspicious pride ; A courage to endure and to obey ; A hate of gossip parlance , and of sway , Crown'd Isabel , thro ' all her ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... heart until it bleeds , Ray - fringed eyelids of the morn Roof not a glance so keen as thine : If aught of prophecy be mine , Thou wilt not live in vain . 2 . Low - cowering shall the Sophist sit ; Falsehood shall bare her plaited brow ...
... heart until it bleeds , Ray - fringed eyelids of the morn Roof not a glance so keen as thine : If aught of prophecy be mine , Thou wilt not live in vain . 2 . Low - cowering shall the Sophist sit ; Falsehood shall bare her plaited brow ...
16 ÆäÀÌÁö
... heart entanglest In a golden - netted smile ; Then in madness and in bliss , If my lips should dare to kiss Thy taper fingers amorously , Again thou blushest angerly ; And o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved frown . SONG . THE ...
... heart entanglest In a golden - netted smile ; Then in madness and in bliss , If my lips should dare to kiss Thy taper fingers amorously , Again thou blushest angerly ; And o'er black brows drops down A sudden - curved frown . SONG . THE ...
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answer'd beneath blow breast breath brow Camelot cheek cloud dark Dear mother Ida death deep dipt door Dora dream earth Edwin Morris Eleänore Enone evermore Excalibur eyes face fair fall floating flowers folds golden prime grave green hand happy harken ere Haroun Alraschid hath hear heard heart Heaven hills hour King King Arthur kiss kiss'd Lady Clare Lady of Shalott land last embrace Let them rave light lips live Locksley Hall look look'd Lord measured words mind moon morn never night o'er Oriana Queen roll'd rose round saw thro scorn seem'd shadow SIMEON STYLITES sing Sir Bedivere sleep slowly smile song soul sound spake speak spirit stars stept summer sweet Sweet Emma tears thee thine things thou art thought thro thy dreams turn'd unto Vere de Vere voice weary weep wild wind yonder
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199 ÆäÀÌÁö - And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
11 ÆäÀÌÁö - He cometh not,' she said ; She said, ' I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead...
271 ÆäÀÌÁö - Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
283 ÆäÀÌÁö - Not in vain the distance beacons. Forward, forward let us range, Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
279 ÆäÀÌÁö - With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battleflags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.
268 ÆäÀÌÁö - Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts, And the hollow ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I went to rest, Did I look on great Orion sloping slowly to the West. Many a night I saw the Pleiads, rising thro...
335 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sometimes on lonely mountain-meres I find a magic bark; I leap on board, no helmsman steers, I float till all is dark. A gentle sound, an awful light! Three angels bear the holy Grail: With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sleeping wings they sail. Ah, blessed vision ! blood of God ! My spirit beats her mortal bars, As down dark tides the glory slides, And star-like mingles with the stars.
142 ÆäÀÌÁö - In the afternoon they came unto a land, In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams ! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go ; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
70 ÆäÀÌÁö - In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining Heavily the low sky raining Over tower'd Camelot.
195 ÆäÀÌÁö - King Arthur's sword, Excalibur, Wrought by the lonely maiden of the Lake. Nine years she wrought it, sitting in the deeps Upon the hidden bases of the hills.