Principal Shorter Poems[D.] Appleton, 1897 |
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... Duchess painted on the wall , Looking as if she were alive ; I call That piece a wonder , now : Frà Pandolf's hands Worked busily a day , and there she stands . Will't please you sit and look at her ? I said " Frà Pandolf " by design ...
... Duchess painted on the wall , Looking as if she were alive ; I call That piece a wonder , now : Frà Pandolf's hands Worked busily a day , and there she stands . Will't please you sit and look at her ? I said " Frà Pandolf " by design ...
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beauty blindfold chess blue breast breath brow cheek Clement Marot dare dark Dark Tower dead dear death doubt dream drop earth eyes face fancy fear flesh flowers forever Gabriel's wings GEORGE DERING give God's gold gray grew Guido Reni HALL CAINE hand head heart Heaven HENRY FAULKNER hope kiss lady laugh leave life's light lips live look LOUIS PENDLETON LOUIS ULBACH love's LUCAS MALET man's mouth Muckle-mouth Neath never night o'er once paint pass past PAUL LINDAU perfect poor praise prove quoth ride rose round Saul shut side sing smile soul speak stand stood strive sure sweet thee there's thing thou thought thro truth turn Twas twixt Ulpian VIOLET FANE wait watch what's whole wonder word youth
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Página 260 - Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in His hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God; see all, nor be afraid!
Página 268 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Página 61 - ... his presence ; Songs may inspirit us, — not from his lyre ; Deeds will be done, — while he boasts his quiescence, Still bidding crouch whom the rest bade aspire : Blot out his name, then, record one lost soul more, One task more declined, one more footpath untrod, One more devils'-triumph and sorrow for angels, One wrong more to man, one more insult to God...
Página 62 - OH, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now...
Página 236 - Self-gathered for an outbreak, as it ought, Chafes in the censer. Leave we the unlettered plain its herd and crop; Seek we sepulture On a tall mountain, citied to the top, Crowded with culture!
Página 62 - HOME-THOUGHTS, FROM THE SEA Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the Northwest died away; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay; In the dimmest Northeast distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; "Here and here did England help me: how can I help England?
Página 188 - MY STAR. ALL that I know Of a certain star Is, it can throw (Like the angled spar) Now a dart of red, Now a dart of blue; Till my friends have said They would fain see, too, My star that dartles the red and the blue! Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled: They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it. What matter to me if their star is a world? Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it.
Página 39 - Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails, and pricking whiskers, Families by tens and dozens; Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives — Followed the Piper for their lives. From street to street he piped, advancing, And step for step they followed dancing, Until they came to the river Weser, Wherein all plunged and perished! — Save one, who, stout as Julius Caesar, Swam across and lived to carry (As he, the...
Página 261 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Página 276 - ON the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety-two, Did the English fight the French, — woe to France ! And, the thirty-first of May, helter-skelter through the blue, Like a crowd of frightened porpoises a shoal of sharks pursue, Came crowding ship on ship to St. Malo on the Ranee, With the English fleet in view.