Poems, chiefly lyrical, compiled and arranged by G.H. Struttprivate circulation, 1866 - 240페이지 |
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... Death 16 ·· River , river , little river 17 Circumstance 18 .. The Round of Life 18 .. Life's Progress ( Extracts from ) 19 .. Up - Hill 22 Sowing and Reaping 23 .. Sow ye beside all waters Moments Oh Time , oh ever conquering Time ...
... Death 16 ·· River , river , little river 17 Circumstance 18 .. The Round of Life 18 .. Life's Progress ( Extracts from ) 19 .. Up - Hill 22 Sowing and Reaping 23 .. Sow ye beside all waters Moments Oh Time , oh ever conquering Time ...
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... Death .. PAGE 101 102 103 .. 104 105 105 106 .. 107 108 .. 109 110 .. 111 111 112 113 114 115 .. 116 .. 117 118 119 .. 120 .. 121 122 .. .. .. 123 124 126 127 Love in Death O , wilt thou have my hand My little Love do you remember My ...
... Death .. PAGE 101 102 103 .. 104 105 105 106 .. 107 108 .. 109 110 .. 111 111 112 113 114 115 .. 116 .. 117 118 119 .. 120 .. 121 122 .. .. .. 123 124 126 127 Love in Death O , wilt thou have my hand My little Love do you remember My ...
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... Death of the Flowers Autumn ( A Dirge ) Leaves have their Time Bright be thy Dreams As thro ' the Land The Death - Bed .. .. With her white hands claspt Bright be the place of thy soul Weep not for her The Sleep Passing away , saith the ...
... Death of the Flowers Autumn ( A Dirge ) Leaves have their Time Bright be thy Dreams As thro ' the Land The Death - Bed .. .. With her white hands claspt Bright be the place of thy soul Weep not for her The Sleep Passing away , saith the ...
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... Death 210 The Ocean of Shadows 211 The Sailor's Grave .. 212 The Martyrs of the Crimea .. 213 It is not the tear The Return after Death The North - Easter Winter Musings Winter Longings .. Night .. Night in the Coliseum .. 214 .. 215 ...
... Death 210 The Ocean of Shadows 211 The Sailor's Grave .. 212 The Martyrs of the Crimea .. 213 It is not the tear The Return after Death The North - Easter Winter Musings Winter Longings .. Night .. Night in the Coliseum .. 214 .. 215 ...
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... death . And the high gods took in hand Fire , and the falling of tears , And a measure of sliding sand From under ... death and of birth ; And wrought with_weeping and laughter , And fashioned with loathing and love , With life before ...
... death . And the high gods took in hand Fire , and the falling of tears , And a measure of sliding sand From under ... death and of birth ; And wrought with_weeping and laughter , And fashioned with loathing and love , With life before ...
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A. C. Swinburne Abba Father angels beauty beloved bless breast breath breeze bright Bulwer Lytton Charles Mackay clouds cold dark dead dear death deep divine dream earth evermore eyes fear flowers Frederick Tennyson Gerald Massey gleam gloom glory glow gold golden grave grief H. F. Lyte hand happy hath hear heart heaven Holytide hope hour kiss land leaves life's light lips lonely look Lord Lord Byron Lord Houghton love thee Miss Procter moon morn mountain neath never night o'er Owen Meredith pain pass rain rest rill Ring river rose round shade shadow shine sigh sing skies sleep smiles snow soft song sorrow soul spirit spring star storm stream summer sweet tears Tennyson thine Thou art thought thro tomb tree voice wave weary weep wild Wild hopes wind winter youth
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59 페이지 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
167 페이지 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
238 페이지 - 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...
61 페이지 - The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the Powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist Earth was laughing below. I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die.
154 페이지 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing ; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir-trees dark and high ; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky. It was a childish ignorance, — But now 'tis little joy: To know I'm farther off from heaven Than when I was a boy ! THOMAS HOOD.
136 페이지 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring. Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished They live no longer in the faith of reason...
165 페이지 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home ; When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still, And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill, The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore, And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.
28 페이지 - THIS world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
164 페이지 - THE melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young...
137 페이지 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.